Two Weeks To Remember by Betty Neels

Author:Betty Neels [NEELS, BETTY]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Fiction
Published: 2011-03-11T00:00:00+00:00

“Don’t worry about that. What would you choose, regardless of price?”

“Silver—a small dish—they can use it if they wish and it will never break or be smashed; and if they want to display it, it would look nice on a table or a sideboard.”

She poured their tea and waited for his answer.

“A nice idea, we’ll go to David Andersen.” He passed her the plate of cakes.

“There is a busy day tomorrow—start at half past eight and on the go until the evening. You’ll be hard at it until God knows when. I’ve a dinner engagement too, and there is a farewell banquet the following night.

A pity you can’t come, too. “

She thought it prudent not to answer that.

“When do we leave on Monday?” she asked;

regret at the very thought shot through her like an acute pain.

“We don’t. We’ll go to Flam on Saturday and spend Sunday there. We’ve both worked hard, we deserve a day off. We’ll drive down to Bergen on Monday and spend the day there and fly back on Tuesday afternoon.

Snook can meet us at Heathrow and we’ll have an hour or two at the rooms before we go home. “

She agreed pleasantly, not that it would have made any difference at all if she had demurred. As it was, she was brimming over with delight, a feeling she kept sternly under control, although it was impossible to prevent the delighted shine in her eyes. Something the professor, an observant man, noticed.

They bought the silver dish and Charity lingered in the lovely shop, examining the magnificent jewellery and the splendid silverware; she could have spent an hour there, only it was closing time by now and besides, the professor murmured placidly that he was dining with several of the members of the seminar.

Back at the hotel there was nothing for her to do; the presents had been beautifully wrapped and tied in the various shops, all she needed to do was make a note of which was which, and stow them neatly in a drawer. She dined early, sitting alone at their usual table with a book for company, and then she went back to her room, washed her hair, and did her nails, and spent some time examining her face for the first sign of wrinkles and went early to bed.

It had been a super afternoon. They got on so well together;

she couldn’t think of anyone else with whom she could be silent without feeling awkward about it. She sighed and fell asleep.

He had been quite right; the next day was a busy one. Half the time she didn’t know where she was, whisked in the car from one building to another, making notes of names and meetings and a long discussion on sympathomimetic amines which left her with cramp in her hand and a complete ignorance of the subject. And by the time she had typed up her notes, the brief day had turned into early evening. She had dinner early again and went to bed with a book.

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