The Eternal Collection: Books 71-80: Books 71 - 80 (The Eternal Collection Compilations) by Barbara Cartland

The Eternal Collection: Books 71-80: Books 71 - 80 (The Eternal Collection Compilations) by Barbara Cartland

Author:Barbara Cartland [Cartland, Barbara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Barbara Cartland Ebooks ltd
Published: 2020-06-18T22:00:00+00:00


Chapter 6

Melina looked at herself in the mirror and wondered if she was smart enough for such a prestigious party. To her own eyes her dress of turquoise-shaded nylon made her look very young and unsophisticated.

She had brushed her hair until it gleamed with golden lights and she had made up her face very carefully, adding a touch of eye shadow, which she hoped would make her look exotic and exciting. But instead it only seemed to accentuate the blueness of her wide eyes and make her appear younger than ever,

Her only ornament was a necklace of pearls and moonstones that had belonged to her mother. It was an antique necklace that had come from Burma and whenever she wore it she felt as if it brought her luck and that her evening would be a happy one.

She thought now as she slipped on the necklace that she was wishing for safety and a lack of danger more than anything else, but it certainly added to her appearance and she noted, with a little touch of vanity, that her skin looked very white and clear, almost transparent.

She wondered wistfully whether Bing would notice her appearance. He was so intent on his job and his search for the child that she felt he would hardly notice or care if she appeared dressed in a sack.

And she could not forget, either, his strange outburst that afternoon when she had questioned him.

After his voice had rung out in protest and anger, there had been a long barren silence while Melina looked out of the window, feeling her cheeks burning crimson because he had spoken in such a way and also because she reproached herself for having seemed curious and prying.

Then about three minutes later Bing spoke,

“I’m sorry,” he said in his quiet ordinary tone.

He had then gone on to talk about quite trivial ordinary subjects and she realised, thankfully, that his anger was past and he was striving to make matters between them as normal and pleasant as they had been before.

Nevertheless she was well aware that it was a danger signal. Bing was not going to allow her to encroach on his private life and she felt a little resentful that she had been so open in her confidences to him.

During the long drive between Tangier and Fez she had spoken of the loneliness of her life in London and how, after her father’s death, she had longed for adventure and to get away from it all.

‘I expect he was bored listening to me,’ she told herself now.

And yet even the uncomfortable feeling that she had been over-exuberant and too confiding could not overshadow the little flicker of excitement within herself for what lay ahead this evening.

She had so seldom been to a really big party, in fact all the parties in her life had been few and far between and most of them not worth remembering. The people in the village where she had lived as a child, when she returned



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