The Hand of Fate (Hidden Rapture) Roumelia Lane

It had seemed like the best solution! Robert Colby was gravely ill when his brother, Trent, sent for the girl Robert loved. So it was too late to tell them they had the wrong girl that Lucy Miles had written to Robert using Vivienne's name and sending her photograph. And that was how Vivienne found herself in Tangier, trying to deceive Robert, to make his last months happy ones. But her deception became doubly difficult when she realized that she was in love with the wrong brother!

Copyright: ROUMELIA LANE Original Title: "HIDDEN Rapture"

Originally published in 1978 by Mills & Boon Ltd.. London, England.

CHAPTER One

You could easily hear the noise of a clamp down on the floor between the rows of desks in the company of Reimbursement Postal Betchfield. One minute later, when the bell rang, marking the end of another working day, the confusion started with the staff running the corridors. In the section of hardware, the conversation inevitably giravam around the hours of rest and the favorite subject: men! I am dying to get home! Exclaimed Sandra Gates, a girl high and decided, to forward it to the exit. I put my scarf with white skin. Brian was a glow in your eyes ... I am sure that today he will appear with a ring. Wow, you really think will be sought in marriage? Brenda Wallis, a young dreamer of eighteen years, watched with envy as if trying to balance on your heels. Girls do not think that life is easy for married said acide Betty Sherman, a woman tired face, the mother of two children. Take care of home is no joke. Nobody peg aria me more, if you could go back. You could not choose, Betty Hazel Hughes said, a happy girl. The secret is not to seize the first to appear, but expect to know the right man. It means someone with lots of money said Monica Randall, a girl with air intelligent, famous for its cunning. That's right! Hazel said with aplomb. I think that today the least it should do is measure the man by the luxury that he can offer. I bet that no single girl who does not agree with me. Less Vivienne. All eyes turned to the same direction and someone joked: Vivi is very mysterious. She never speaks of her boyfriends. Yes. Never heard of the others. Sandra, who had no other subject than its achievements, looked with incredulous air and the girls wanted to know. Come on, Vivi, why you never talk about their boyfriends? The answer is very simple noted Vivienne frankly, retiring in the middle of the girls. Not dating anyone. The shouts of protest was interrupted by the voice of a little pedantic Betty Sherman. She is speaking the truth. Vivienne happens that I know for a long time and never saw her in company of one of the opposite sex.

The joke turned into surprise and regret and Pat Garma, who was home at the end of the thirty, gemeu: Who was that guy who said that youth was wasted on the young? Look at my picture, is to make you green of envy. Natural waves and everything! Move into your hair hard, full of tips. There is no justice in this world! Vivienne smiled quietly, as it always did at those times. She also no longer considered a couple. It was a sensible girl of twenty-three years, and who was sinking his heart find traces of bitterness and sorrow. I give you some advice, Pat as someone suggested left in dark and wet afternoon. Let's dance all night. On Saturdays, many people and you never know what can happen. I will try again Pat joked, accepting the game. They fired happily before being lost among people who go to the main gates, some with motorcycles, other, more fortunate, with their cars, leaving behind those who would walk. Vivienne was one of those who crossed the iron bridge that led to the hostel name. Below, the current of the river covered the rocks with white foam. It was a lucky Betchfield to be located near the city. Around the field there, where you could walk in pleasant nights or on weekends hot. Sound of metal of the bridge, she went to tile expenses of the house. While increased, do not bother with muffled his footsteps on the stairs of stone, and with the squeak of the steel handrail that went to the fourth floor of the hostel. Some time ago, deliberately chosen this environment cold and impersonal, and it was agreed. On the second floor, was slightly surprised to see an open door in the hallway, against the light, there was a thin figures in a dress that seemed too large. Lucy! Exclaimed, looking concerned for the freckled face. I saw that you were not working today. Are you sick? No, I'm fine. The girl sadly bit the corner of his handkerchief drenched. Then raised his pale eyes, with tears shining in cilia redheads. Oh, Vivi, was a horrible thing! It should not be that bad! It seeks to resuscitate her, Vivienne got into his arm. Come, tell me everything. Lucy Miles had the room next to that of Vivi and had more or less the same age. Lucy came from the field. The service was clumsy and always worked with great concentration. His hands and his feet seemed too big for their fragile constitution than wearing nothing and built it well. But Vivienne recognized sincerity and affection behind the appearance of Lucy out and become more connected to her than anyone else. Entering the room, went up to bed. The furniture was simple and very modest. A suitcase and some large suitcases occupied the area along the only free wall. What's wrong? Asked, hugging her. Is there a problem at home? Vivienne had no close relatives, and on one occasion, Lucy had gone with the halfruined house a few miles of the city. I knew the story of her family. His father had lost his hand in a tractor accident and his mother and two younger brothers worked hard to care for the land they had. Lucy, who loved the outdoor lifestyle, working in Betchfield came to help the family. No, everything is going well. I got a letter this morning like, with eyes full of tears, a repressing solutions. It's another letter. And all that I wrote. Contains nothing for you ...

and now ... It seemed like a trapped animal in a trap and had a wild glow in their eyes, something like a deep pain ... .I do not know else to do. I understand, Lucy Vivienne said, kindly. Letters From what you are talking about? And that should have told me? For a moment it seemed that she would not give any coherent answer. But then, with effort and wipe the tears began to explain, with air shot: Remember when we went to the club and a women's church has told us that we could give a little happiness to the less fortunate? Mrs. Dermott and letters to the outside? Vivienne reflected smiling. Yes, I remember. It was just before Christmas, is not it? Some three months. Lucy agreed, and the crumpled handkerchief with sharp fingers, he added, encabulada: Contains nothing for you, but before I left asked her to give me one of the addresses. I Vivienne said with a smile. But her friend looked at it with much sadness that she remained silent. Lucy again twisting the scarf. His name is Robert Colby. It has a muscular problem and can only ride a wheelchair. The Mrs. Dermott knew him through people that came out last year and thought he would have someone to animals. It has twenty-four years. He was player of rugby and has a beautiful physical ... Lucy Vivienne interrupted gently you're telling me it has responded with ... with Robert since that night before Christmas? Every week Lucy agreed. Depending on the mail, up to two times per week. I mean, then you become friends? Vivienne asked, trying to understand. We love. It was not a confession, but a statement pure and simple, devoid of everything that was not forsaken. Well, if you love it, why ... Vivienne asked, confused. Oh, Vivi! The tears of Lucy back again. Do not you understand! Robert will die. Look! Fidgeting in your dress, get a letter. Read. Arrived this morning. Vivienne flatten the folded paper. "Dude ... Do not Miss Blyth realized immediately that the letter was addressed to her, because I read what was below." I have the unpleasant duty to inform you that the state of health worsened Robert. It seems that there is no hope. The doctors think that only has a few more weeks of life. He wants to meet you. I want to come here as soon as possible of course at my expense. " Despite the tragedy implied, the words of the letter was brief and formal. It was signed: Colby Trent. At least there is something you can do. Vivienne tried to cheer her. You can go see him. Do not you understand? I can not! Lucy exclaimed, looking at her friend with anguish. Then with a sigh, went for something in a drawer. See the picture of Robert. Came the first letter. Vivienne saw the smiling face of a young blond, full of force. He is beautiful! Said, putting the photo on the bed, between them. Lucy agreed, looking at it, and then, as if recalling the first letters we exchanged, said pensive: I never dated anyone. Look at me! Has wiped eyes. I wanted so much to all of that right! Robert wrote a letter so beautiful that he wanted me I would like to e. .. Almost tore the handkerchief with nervous hands. Oh, Vivi! I do not know what got into me, but

told him his picture! My picture? Yes! Lucy suffocated a hiccup. Remember that you gave me for Christmas? A leather frame? Yes, Vivienne remembered. The machine had captured the smile on their lips but not the shadow that was behind. She also recalled that there was an inscription written in a lively song and signed. Although a little confusing, smiled at Lucy. Well, is not the end of the world. Yeah. Will be the end of Robert if he finds out! You do not understand? He is in love with girl's photo, and not by me. Lucy made the dry eyes furiously and Vivienne began to understand. You mean this whole time he wrote to Robert using my name? It is ... Lucy fungi. You never get much mail, only forms and circulars, and it was always me who had the cards for you. Led to my room the letters of Robert. Vivienne began to reflect. Now that you know, have seen a change noted in subtle Lucy in recent months: the animation that was sometimes on his face, the easy laugh, a kind of nervousness. But why? Kindly asked the friend. Of course you knew that would not go right. I knew. Lucy seemed devastated. But I had to write as if Vivienne Blyth. His signature was there. It was a beautiful picture ... Robert said it was the following letter. I wanted to tell him what I had done. But we were not going so well that I would ruin everything. I really intended to tell the truth and now ... She began to wail in the plunger handkerchief I can not ... more! Oh, Lucy! Embraced the Vivienne. You are a person as sweet and kind that I know more. I am confident that Robert will not bother you when you know that the girl who was writing to him all this time. We can not tell it now! The voice of Lucy showed her horror. How is that committed the cruelty of destroying everything that Robert built the head, and so little time of life? No, Vivienne. She seemed to have taken a decision. He believes that you are the lady who wrote the letters, so there is only one exit. You have to go see him. I? Vivienne was amazed. But an idea is absolutely crazy! You can not go right. Yes a friend said with firmness. Just a little, remember. Bought new wave of tears. You're doing a favor to Robert. And for me too. Lucy, I understand all this confusion and I think it would be unthinkable to tell the truth to Robert now. But does not realize that I do not know anything about the relationship of you two? About what we talk? I have all our cards. The freckled face seemed more hopeful. The Mrs. Otis tells us we should always save a copy of everything. Well, what I did when I wrote to Robert. Furthermore, I wanted to read what I had written when receiving your response. Shyness led the prayer. You can read everything you write, and will be knowing how to act. Am I entitled to a month's vacation. You can stay with them, to work instead. Then, with some kind of license to you. Lucy straight body, decided to air. Robert is going to die, Vivi. We can not destroy their happiness now. Tomorrow, you should go to Tangiers. Tangiers! The ground seemed to open before Vivienne and she felt as if I were on the verge of a huge hole.

Yes, Robert lives there with his brother. He is very rich, has a casino. It has a very nice town ... Mal hear the last words, Vivienne stood up and was spying through the window, but failed to see the courtyard of the factory barely illuminated by the light of lamps, in front of you, parades alleys full of people and golden beaches, veiled women in the face and with typical native clothing. Tangier! The city tried to forget it for four years, seeking to dispel the memory ardent Gary Thornton and idyllic months now together in that place, before he was fired quietly, out of his life. Young, full of life, madly in love, he was breaking his heart in a closed box of steel that would not be opened by any man. I think the idea inconceivable, Lucy said, turning his face pale. I can go to Tangiers. Oh, Vivi! The tears started again. Was so sure you would agree to help me! I know I made a silly sending your photo, but how could I imagine that things would end like this? Feeling pity, while loathe to agree with the plan, Vivienne looked at the head tilted. I was upset at the irony of the situation, despite the unhappiness of his unfortunate friend. While struggling to rebuild their lives away from the allure of exotic places, excluding the idea of a novel or any contact with the opposite sex, Lucy wanted for things like a flower in search of sun. To write to Robert, met a need pathetic, but the tender relationship that had arisen between the two based on a lie, and since the beginning, was to end in suffering. She met his eyes wet with tears on the other side of the bed, and facing a painful mental conflict, told with the same air of supplication: You do not know what you're asking me, Lucy. I know. Raised the chin. If there was another exit, would request you to do this for me. The silence in the room was oppressive. Vivienne thought the couple unhappy in Tangier, who anxiously waited to find the girl of his dreams. And why was his friend Lucy, fearing that it back off if you do not agree, said voice with negligible: Where are the letters? Vivienne spent almost all night reading the letters. He was an intruder invading sacred ground to witness the outflow of two young hearts, a relationship that began with their typical, depth is something obsessive and at the same time respect, in their tenderness. Know that by merely matching Robert and Lucy had been in love only increased the concern of Vivienne. Will could replace Lucy so convincing? Especially when your heart seemed made of lead ... He spent the rest of the night was overturned in bed, obsessed with the idea that Robert discover everything at the moment see. The next morning, sent a telegram to Robert's house in Tangier. And around noon, Vivienne was the way to the airport. Lucy helped get the bags, solved all problems and tearful farewell to, claims that the state of know Robert. The flight was calm. But when they were landing at the airport of Bouhalf Souahel, Vivienne felt cold, winning with the enormous difficulty reluctant to put their feet on Moroccan soil. Entered in the race riot and that the door to Africa sweaty boots and tattered by travelers dark clothes with native, of the Arabs picked up, bending it, officials of the customs bored. The cobalt-blue sky, the distant minarets, illuminated by the light pink

from the sun in the afternoon, ripping the heavy veils of her memory as a kind of sword. Walking without paying attention to anything. I do not remember! That slim girl of all-green leaves and white blouse, it was inevitable the guides stuck elusive, employees of hotels, the staff providing transportation. And while it does not pay attention to those men with dark clothes and dirty turbans of wool, which is offered screaming and weeping, his presence was causing confusion. Suddenly an order sounded sharp in terminal air tired and figures, with hands outstretched, away from it like a dog called back from their owners. Across the confusion, a man face close to awful. Ms. Blyth? Srta. Vivienne Blyth? Although the voice was clear and deep blue eyes looked skeptical as it is to compare the photo sent by Lucy. I myself she said coldly. I Trent Colby, brother of Robert. And making a signal to the employee high aquiline features that followed, he added: Abdul will take care of your luggage. The car is waiting outside. Getting it by the arm, he passed by those nasty men, moving them with his air of icy indifference. In light of the sun that he, the aroma of mimosa flower and lemon sharpened their pain. Stopping in front of the huge black car, Abdul, dressed in gray and wearing a red has opened the door. Mechanically, Vivienne came in the back seat, upholstered with great luxury. Poorly paid attention in the man who sat by her side, noticing only that seemed too big in his impeccable suit. When after a few seconds away from the airport, she tried not to look at the landscape, but it is always green in Africa. The vision of palm and red clay houses of a revived ancient pain. The four years had not advanced. She would never forget. Noticing a few minutes after that was being observed, recalled that he had scared a role to play. Recomps up, straightening the body. Had to endeavor to fulfill its mission because of Lucy. Rob talks about you all the time said Colby Trent, evaluating it with his eyes cold. You will write with great regularity, is not it? Every week. Vivienne repeated the words of Lucy. Since we met, near Christmas. A start for a novel and strange, no? Pen, paper and stamps, ending with a loving kiss. Especially when the two never met. She noticed the grimace skeptical in his mouth and said: Almas sisters do not need physical contact she said, pointedly. Robert and I knew we had been made for each other almost from the beginning. But you need not believe. I do not believe it he said briefly. And, fixing his eyes on it, completed: You are here because Robert asked, why trust you to do so happy as he deserves. Every time you want to go back, stop everything because you think made a mistake, give up. I do not want Robert is hurt, you understand? It was impossible to ignore the strength of personality of that man. He had reached that stage of authority that is revealed in its air decided, male. His blue eyes were penetrating, insightful and somewhat obscured, as a man who hides his pain. You did not approve my coming, huh? Vivi asked coldly, as he light a cigarette. I believe in love at a distance. When I was the age of Robert, I have a lady in my loving arms and not by proxy. This does not help to slow it! She noted.

A smile threatened unpleasant appear on your lips. I can say the same about you said, examining it closely. Why the connection with Robert? You do not seem the type who meets with a novel on paper. It has the appearance of a girl who knows the life. Despite having decided to remain indifferent, Vivi shook up enough to respond: I do not believe that Robert, before his illness, lived just like a hermit. My brother has only twenty-four years he said, smiling slightly. A child, when it comes to dealing with flighty temperament of women. But you must have taught him everything I know. It would stop arguing with that man negligible. Do not advance anything. He was at his side with his invincibility hateful, so macho, giving orders quietly. If he had heard me, you will not be here. How come, you will have to continue what began with Rob and love. Thinking of Lucy and their tears last night, Vivienne has said: You were terribly wrong that can be a. .. my respect? Women tend to love letters ... and men too. Ms. Blyth ... or better, Vivienne, as will now be part of the family! Mock him, with all its cynicism. I count on you, anyway. Vivienne looked through the window, barely noticing that they were entering the city. It was obvious that she and Colby Trent were not to be okay. Protecting the very patient brother, he was cagey about to clearly express their dislike for her. Well, the feeling was mutual, he thought. Bitterness was something that had to spare. He gave a look at the interior of the car. Behind the division of blue glass, Abdul ran with all the care. The floor was carpeting and the seats had their arms covered. The suit of Colby Trent was one expensive fabric in a beautiful shade of blue. The wrists were tied by the shirt with gold cufflinks and a watch also partially covered with gold. She noted with disapproval everything. Knew how he earned the life and thought that a man who used to live the rich deserve their contempt. The car changed direction and she saw that they were leaving behind the wide boulevards, as similar to those of any other city, and going to the suburbs. While up, saw the glance ocres the walls of Old City and Casbah, the great mosque, the minarets and domes. The landscape that tried to remove the memory for so long made to disturb it. Seeing her look, Colby Trent said, with sarcasm: I advise her to get the most out of sight. You do not have time for walks. Rob can not leave the house and he expects to be at his side. The Trent hoped that meant that it always sees the hand of his brother. Despite the authoritarian attitude, thought she should say something, because of Lucy. Not yet had the opportunity to express my regret at the state of Robert ... this fatal disease ... The words seemed trivial and false. Naturally, when you know ... Rob knows that life is short his ramblings were interrupted abruptly, perhaps because there was also the pain of it but not regrets. I always knew I faced his illness and that things continue like this. It is up to you to provide the company you need, without forgetting that we never speak of his illness. They were passing through the gates of a property located above the city. In sloping land had a house in Moorish style, very luxurious, with white walls and red roofs, arches and stairways in snail.

We call Kouda Colby Trent said with abrupt way. Means "The Hill". After this concise information, they crossed an orchard of plum and orange and passed through a grove of cedars. Abdul stopped the car on a terrace in front of the house. Of marble steps led to the lower arch, which was the main entrance. Inside the house, where the dark floor reflected the soft lighting, he returned with an unfriendly smile: Rob throws up to six. You will have to wait until tomorrow to meet you. Come dinner in an hour. As she climbed the stairs behind Abdul, he added, as if it just remember: In this house there are only men. If you want, you can hire a girl to help her. Do not worry. I can take care of me. As you wish. There was sarcasm in his voice again, and slightly tilting the head, he entered one of the doors that were below. The calm of Vivi continued unchanged until climbed the ladder. Was to calculate the value of the decoration of the house, to see the rich carpets and old furniture, and this only served to increase the aversion I felt for their owner. After passing through a corridor tiles, was taken to a spacious bedroom, with all the refinement of decor. The bed was covered with a quilt adamascada in Moroccan style. The carpet was red, thick and soft. The waiter lit the lamp in a bathroom with reddishbrown tiles, pulled the curtains, asking a French intonation: The need to miss anything else? No, thank you, Abdul. You can leave! Despite the daunting air, heat it had dark eyes and a smile outlined in their lips thin, return the smile as she went Abdul. The time passed quickly. After you get your things, get ready for dinner. Your nerves are tauten while paint. Through the mirror, his brown eyes looked a little clearer than his hair dark, afraid that it could be a sign of lying. But they were quiet and discreet, and taking your purse, left the room. It would be difficult to steer, but on the other side of the staircase has a room illuminated by a light pink, which was stowed a table with glasses of crystal and silver shiny. Entered the room without realizing that the light highlighted her hair and pale in his arms naked. Colby Trent was waiting. Good night, Vivienne. He spoke as if they were old friends, but she noticed the contraction of your smile. I hope you found everything in order in your room. I would have to be very tough to complain of something she replied calmly. The finely carved chairs had high backs. He dismissed one that I had sat. Without much interest, she felt the scent of wood from your lotion to shave. The food came in a silver cross, brought by a gallant figure, with a waistcoat and striped trousers bufantes, which was called Momeen. During the dinner, Trent Colby had a friendly conversation that Vivienne would have preferred to avoid. I think that Rob used to write letters to you were sent to a town called Ayleshurst, near Oxford. I know it vaguely. He served again for food. Have you ever lived there? I was born elsewhere. I went there a few years ago. With your family? No. I like the place, so I got a job nearby. From what I saw when I went there he said with a smile of doubt the city seemed unable to keep up, the more job offers. And it is true Vivienne replied in the same tone. There is a huge company for reimbursement in the postal area. Work it.

A fish in the middle of the ocean! His eyes were frankly asked. You do not seem the kind of girl who only meets with it. But it is true. She continued eating, lightly I'm just a girl that works. Then he added, with a bright eye color of hazelnuts I am sorry if that disappoints the. No way. It is more or less what I expected replied, recumbent on the chair with a bored expression. After dessert, a mousse light and delicious, he added: You will find much to do in this house. Rob spends almost all the time in the pool. He can swim well. You will be disappointed if you do not follow. I swim well ... but ... I thought ... She replied a little uncertain, lowering the cup of coffee. Stop thinking that Rob is invalid. His illness allows him to devote himself to all activities enjoyed by other young people, full of force. Vivienne felt his face burning, and also realizing it, Trent said, with his usual hostile air: What's wrong? Afraid to think in physical contact with a boy who never saw? Retrieving up almost immediately, she said with a tremor in the voice: I am confident that I will find Robert as attractive in person and in letters. She felt observed by the smoke. The blue eyes are slightly narrowed. What will be interesting to see you before you react. The ground was getting dangerous, so I had stood up and was no hurry to look for the windows. This kind of interview with Trent Colby was becoming very unpleasant. But the worst was still to come. What would Robert think of her? Will find out anything? Trying to control the nerves, she began to observe the night. There were the roofs of Casbah of the fibers to touch your heart, the thin minarets pointing to the fluorescent blue of the sky full of stars. Colby Trent came to his side. Noting also the Grand Mosque and the city spread bathed in a light greenish-white, offered a cigarette, commenting: I think you will enjoy your stay in Tangier. I came to ride, is not it? Do not tell me! He continued, shrinking the shoulders. She left a note of mockery in his eyes of steel. I am here because Robert needs me. If it were not for love, that would travel a distance so great? For many reasons. He shot the smoke of cigarette, dropping it after the white teeth closed. An opportunity to live somewhere exotic, maybe. The desire to experience life in a house Moorish luxury and spend carefree time. So that was it! Ali was the origin of his sarcasm veiled and their suspicions! Trent thought she was wanting to lead a good life, grabbing the opportunity to make a monotonous job and using Robert as an excuse. Poor Lucy! With a cold anger, replied, using all his calm: I think that impresses me. She made a gesture for mobile workers in addition to terraces lit windows. I do not want to associate myself with such wealth. So you heard that I have a casino? He put his hand in the pocket of black pants that look sharp and immaculate still focussed on the question: You do not approve? Not interested. But I think you are not able to advise me as to what should be your brother. The brightness of steel eyes seemed slow. Then he relaxed and throwing the tip of the

cigarette in an ashtray, spoke with familiarity: You are old, Vivienne. The game currently is a fun respectable, accepted by the royalty and the wealthiest members of our society. It is a kind of profession. Is that why you chose? She is amazed with his courage in challenging a man that is wanted, could crush her simply by the force of his personality. Maybe. Surprisingly, he ignored the provocation. There was only a bit of antagonism in their expression severe. Incidentally, speaking of work, I have to leave. Back up, showed the house with your hand. Have fun as you want. There are books in the library and music ... modern disks and stuff. Thanks, but I'm tired. I think going to my room. It would, if I were you. She realized that he wanted to always have the last word. Tomorrow you will have a very full day ahead. Rob is the expected and should not be anything that disappoint. Good night, Vivienne. Later, listening to the car to depart while puxava of the covered bed, Vivienne made to feel afraid. I was in a strange house in Tangier, representing the role of another girl in a tragic and dangerous. Will had done well? She had agreed, mainly to protect Robert's true, but had not taken into account the presence of his guardian, who behaved like a leopard taking care of a wounded puppy. He heard the sound of the engine that became more distant and felt his heart beat discomposedly. Trent would be ruthless with anyone who did his brother suffer. She would have to be careful.

CHAPTER Two
The sleep was restless and, when agreed, Vivienne knew why. The first thing I felt was the familiar smell of the city: spices, sandalwood, jasmine and dust of the streets. Jumped in bed knowing that it was easier to relieve their misery in the cold sky and away from England. The revival around the pain in your heart still hurt. When the curtains opened, it was as if you were still dreaming. The sea was blue in the distance, dotted with boats near the port. The Casbah, appearing between the tips of dark cypresses, the square houses with their facades of pastel colors, illuminated by light pink in the morning. On the right, the buildings tall and white and the hotels in Tangiers on verge of golden beach, almost hidden by palms. And somewhere down there, and the avenue Pasteur Hotel El Riadh. Will some day she would remember that night where he met with Gary for the first time? His fingers tighten the curtain. Closed his eyes as if, with that, would remove too sweet memories. What had done to deserve such punishment? The feeling of desolation lasted little. The training of four years was not in vain, and thus with the head up and go strong, was to bathe and get dressed. Using a striped dress and straw sandals, go to the glass door of his room. The large desk was shaded by a row of arches similar to the ground floor. On each side, there were two white towers with the main rooms of the house. Those who remained beneath the arches appeared to be apartments for guests, but the door of the tower farther away, she could see a room similar to that at dinner the night before. The decor

was mostly French, in the style of Versailles, but with a masculine touch in Mouriscas filigree lamps in carved chests and accessories of leather color. All this was only found in very luxurious homes. The air was clear and smooth. There was an external staircase at one end of the counter, and down from his room, which led to the terrace where the car had left the night before. There was no sign of him now, so there should be a garage somewhere. Separating the terrace from the rest of the property, there were a number of palm trees and bushes in bloom, there was next to the sound of voices. Imagining that the pool was that way, the heart of Vivienne began to beat hard. Robert was there, she was sure, waiting impatiently for it. Where would find courage to go there? Suddenly, all that plan seemed very crazy. How can you think that would go right? Was willing to seek Trent Colby, confess that it was an impostor, and then go. But inside it was the image of Lucy's face sad, full of tears, and another, it is forced to remember, a guy in a wheelchair, eager to make the most of his last moments of happiness ... and life. Swallowed the tears, feeling powerless. No use, she was there and now there was no more escape. Trying to calm down, the palm trees and rose, following the sound of voices, a step that led down to another terrace, where high foliage, creepers and shrubs around a swimming pool blue. There were people there, an employee, you may e. .. a wheelchair. A vein in his throat began to throb. An incredible distance to cross! And no presentation. She asked, irritated. if Trent would not have planned it. His sandals barely played in colorful mosaic. Walking with a natural grace, feeling the heat of the sun on the head and, curiously, without any constraint. When approaching the boy sitting in a wheelchair, made no effort to agree on the role play. Vivi! You finally came! With hands held by surprisingly strong fingers, Fitou her a pair of blue eyes a little darker than those of Trent. Robert! I both know it! Strangely, I was being sincere. After the grip of hands, they moved away timidly. To save time, and see if discovered something to say, she studied the young to shorts-suit with a look that reflect expected affection. He was very burnt, but his thick thighs and muscular arms were full of depressions, as if it desintegrating inside. He felt a tightness in the throat, but the smile has not left his lips or his eyes. Inside, is appalled by the cruelty of fate. His hair was very blond, thick and smooth, framing your features square, similar to those of Trent, but softer. Naturally, as I had won time, he looked with wonder and joy, visible in his face. Your hair is like the photo! He extended his hand and let the wires pass through the silky fingers. And with a laugh, added: Funny, but you are exactly as pictured, even beautiful! I give my opinion on you not to let him vain Vivienne said, laughing. He smiled, turning slightly to the wheelchair to present the man who was standing behind. This is Haroun. He carries me to the water when I swim and put me in bed at night. Vivienne had noticed huge man and thought he was an employee. Abdul was bigger than the biceps almost the width of the waist. Impeccable wore trousers, a clear coat and a turban, a genius with air reminiscent of the gym instructor. Robert described it superficially, but she understood that Haroun was to take care of him night and day. The

two were talking before we came. Robert explained: The English of it is as bad as my Arabic, but we understand. There is, Haroun? Clear that the giant had not the slightest idea of what were talking about. But responded promptly with the deep voice of a genius friend: That's it, lord. I note the title Robert said with a bright blue eyes. The tribe believes it clear that all people are descendants of the Prophet. Trent brought it to Marrakesh. I am not exactly a lightweight and nobody wanted to accept this job. The couple said good-tempered, not show self-pity. Shouted something to the large Moor, and the two laughed, told him to Vivienne: Haroun is teaching me Arabic. I sounds like a camel clearing his throat, but I get the way to get know a little of his life. With so little time! Vivienne took care not to show their reaction, while Robert was courageous. They were chatting happily when she saw Trent from an opening high in some hibiscus, on the opposite side of the pool. Surely he had been walking around, probably to see the distance his meeting with Robert. His face burned, first of anxiety would have represented well their role? After irritation. Apparently, Trent does not trust her, but had to admit he had something wonderful to come closer. Pair of clear, well cut and silk shirt, he had the relaxed air of a man but insightful self. Should be at least ten or fifteen years older than his brother. The difference between them was obvious. His hair was just a spark of the bay of Robert, so that the sun shone with a bronze reflex. There was no doubt that was an attractive man, but in a rude way. However, she reflected with a bitter smile, was all hands to be a smart man. Of course she has not shown anything of what I was thinking and tried to appear at will when he approached. Morning, Vivienne! His eyes met her before moving to a wheelchair, showing affection. So, Rob said in tone of joke this was full, as promised. How do you feel now that loosen the string and gave a look? Beautifully! The young man extended his hand to get in it. Vivi is everything I expected and more. Turning up for it, explained: Trent was not very enthusiastic about the idea of a woman here at home. He lives alone for so long that does not like to invade their fields. Try not to interfere she replied, ostensibly disguising your tone cold. Do not bother me. I am about to admit that a woman decorated a place Trent said softly, pulling a chair for her. Then got one for him, muttered something to Haroun, maybe "good morning" in Arabic, but to sit next to the brother. Robert wanted to know everything from that Vivienne arrived and brought them, passing over, of course, the conversations that were unpleasant. However, while talking, Robert them looked as if he had noticed some disagreement behind their smiles. As part of the pool nearest the house had a large circular platform, with furniture for outdoor meals, and while talking, Abdul and the employee who served the dinner brought the breakfast. Instead of flashy jacket he used the night before, Momeen wearing a white jacket with his gummy silk trousers, so that's half up, like a maitre d'htel very stylish, while the other half was indescribable. Vivienne thought he was trying to westernize, but was still attached to its eastern habits. Abdul, of course, was a perfect Arabic.

The arrival of a tray with a silver teapots indicated that they were bringing the tea. Get up, followed Vivienne Trent, while Robert, the robe, came in his wheelchair, pushed by his assistant muscular. Rose by a ramp alongside the steps, and so Robert was installed on the table, Haroun moved away slightly. Vivienne noticed immediately the breathtaking view. Instinctively, chose a seat where it back. As a woman, you should be delighted with what we have to offer in Kouda, for example the wonderful view of the Casbah and the boats in port Trent said with a sardonic smile on his lips. Do not like heights Vivienne said, unfolding the napkin. But, unable to face the look of it, realized it was not representing their role well. You're kidding, Vivi said Robert, as he milk in tea. We are not higher than an anthill. And that time you got suspended in the air in a bale of hay on the farm of his father? You told me one of the letters, is not remembered? So you're the daughter of farmer? Trent asked with sarcasm, openly examining your delicate shoulders and wrists while she took a fine roasted. E is not alone. She is brave! Robert said with pride. You know what was it done? Up a bundle of hay to the top of a crane to repair the pulley, to more than fifteen meters from the ground. She did not flaunt it, but imagine how may have been, by the way they wrote. What courage! Trent agreed, investigating it with his blue eyes. I have worked more on the farm Vivienne said quickly, struggling not to be stained. Fortunately, the arrival of a cart with the other dishes of the breakfast distracted the attention of all and then the conversation turned on the light prose that always accompanies a meal. The table stowed on the roof was decorated with lilac and botezinhos of pink. Besides scabbardfish and other grilled dishes of seafood, to lamb and chicken liver, honey was in Valencia, the long black dates of southern Morocco, green figs and tangerines. Vivienne thought that the dishes were to try any of the appetite Robert. He talked about everything, with great animation, eager to leave it at will. And just so that she relax a little. Momeen was around to provide what was needed. He gave much attention to Vivienne, showing a gesture and a smile made clear that she expected some time pass between them. While they were delicious, he had to decline the dates that he brought a second time. Miss, let me put on your plate a few more drops of the sun. They are a wonderful way to start the day, but I do not think I can eat anything. But the lady ate less than one bird needs to fly by your garden. But that birdie, Momeen, a turkey, perhaps? Or duck fat? She talked happily in his native language. If realized, it was late. Trent to face. You speak French very well, Vivienne. Thanks replied politely. This time, she made no effort to blush. What was wrong with being able to converse in the language most used in Tangiers? A lot of people currently speak French. I was so nervous that even where there was thought pitfalls. After breakfast, she thought Trent would disappear from view. But to his dismay he accompanied to the pool and, as if it were routine, sat at a table and began to examine some papers that has a folder that brought Abdul.

Vivienne sat next to Robert. Would have given anything for a break. Understood that Trent wanted to spend most of his time with his brother, but it was extremely tiring to have to always be on guard. But need not have worried; Robert was also thinking that other people had in the pool. Neither is well accommodated, hand in hand, when he said with a smile: I think I lived and I will do a tour, Trent. Maybe I will show her the property. Skewing the look of paper, Trent said dryly, with a grimace of mockery in eyebrows: Do not worry me. Haroun was pushing the wheelchair, but looking at his brother, Robert asked: He lived it. I can help. Trent looked with air of doubt, but said something and Moorish disappeared. You and the chair weigh a lot, Rob. It may be too much for Vivienne. Do not worry Vivienne replied, and are of the chair. She would have driven a tank, willingly, just to get rid of Trent! Robert led the way and they surrounded the pool, through the opening around hibiscus. On the other hand, the garden was more beautiful still. A source well sweetly in the center of a lake of tiles, surrounded by banana trees and palms. Then passed through a shaded spot, with plants in pots under vines of flowers, vines and jasmins, then crossed several lawns and beds on platforms, some surrounded by extremely high Aroeiras, others by cedars so beautiful as those ladeavam the way in . Passed by a white flag, in Moorish style, with its mosaic dome and hidden by banks of flowers, through the trees up the garden path, a quiet place away from noise of the city. In oranges, Vivienne could see women working Berbers. But his smile was bitter. Trent should be very satisfied with their position in Tangiers. There seemed to be problem for him, live from the casino revenue. There were slopes covered with azalea flowers and white as snow, but Robert was not interested in sight. Stopping the wheelchair in a place where the sea via a piece of blue between the trees, turned up. Vivienne felt his heart beat rapidly. Now that were alone, he would open his heart. She noticed the look of it. Vivi he said, taking his hand. We are together, finally. You know how long wait for this moment? For the first time. I had noticed a glimmer of fear and uncertainty in his blue eyes, a request for help that both touched his heart that she responded warmly: Robert, just want your happiness. Kiss me, Vivi. I need your love. Oh, how I need you here by my side! He pulled, looking lips with a passionate intensity. Vivienne is back inside. The sensation of the lips of a man, after so long, had the effect of a lashing. Gary recalled was making a comment and hugging after. The lips of their roando Gary. The torment of knowing that it was not Gary, but another man, a stranger, was too much for her. Finally, the release Robert. Looking at it with curiosity as she is away, said, smiling with his child. Not as promising as the letters, but for now serves. To hide the tension in his smile, she moved the fingers in the blond hair, asking: Who cuts your hair? You seem like a castaway! Haroun, when it began to enter the eye in water. But now you can handle it. Promise is still well in the chair. There was malice in his eyes. But, examining them, she noticed something deeper.

With a shake in the heart, convinced that, whatever happens, it could not hurt Robert. I like his way. I do not want you to change. Struggling to find the right words, he realized that he said the wrong thing. but Robert seemed not to have noticed. Taking her hand with his fiery way, said as the controlled emotion: Vivi, my dear. We will be very happy together. I am not as well looked at the wheelchair but I want you to see me in the pool. The water reduces my weight and I can move as quickly as anyone else ... so you better be careful! I swim well. You may not grab me joked. Really? I think it's all your invention. Looks like you told me one of his letters which are not maintained very well in water, where there is not standing. Vivienne match the look playful, hiding his emotion with a smile. Why not ever remember the letters of Lucy? His memory was bad, no doubt! I training. Now swim well. Really? He looked haunted. Still holding his hands and pulling it gently so that it sat on the arm of the chair, changed the subject, with a satisfied smile. When you saw that had cared for me? Vivienne hoped that he felt their blood throb. When? Desperately trying to remember, replied cheerfully: Oh, very early. Almost from the beginning. He seemed disappointed. You can not forget that week! I sent you a flower of orange, is not remembered? And you saved along with lavender and then sent me back a book of poems ... Hear the lark begin his flight, and singing, the dark night surprise he sweetly. Vivienne, who had never heard these words, laughed perplexed. Of course! But now I'm here and this is what matters. Fortunately, saved the situation saying that it occurred at the time. Robert spent the arm on your waist, but his smile was forced. For a girl so beautiful, you have bad memory. But is not important. I like you anyway. She roou the lips on his forehead, partly on relief and with a strange feeling of affection. But it was too dangerous, and with all the calm, tried to talk about other things. Robert talked about the property, which would of plum blossom and narcissus purchase a special, very fragrant. And Vivienne listened carefully. While the conversation was about general matters would not have to worry. Only Robert, finding it difficult to control their content by being there, made the two of them talk. But for a few moments, I had managed to talk about what they would do in the future, thus avoiding other errors. The sun was already high when they returned home. Robert showed another path that led to a mysterious but charming place, where old and very high walls covered with flowers surrounding a flag in ruins. Later, the dark waters of a lake reflected the high foliage of some vessels of stone covered with grass and on the other hand, saw it the thin pillars with arches of another flag in ruins. The silence was oppressive. Finally, took a shortcut between a clump of mimosas and soon after, were at home. Vivienne delivered to Haroun and Robert went to his room, exhausted. Not to have pushed the wheelchair, but the effort to say and do the right things. Hardly had time to relieve their stress, because once the house resonated the bell announcing the lunch. I had no idea where they would eat, that Trent had only wanted to deal with that business lunch or elsewhere in the house.

Robert hoped it below with Haroun, he sent a gracious smile. Across the hall to the front of the house accompanied by a tower of boxes Mouriscas via chests painted sculptures and Berbers. Lunch would be served in the left, round a richly furnished room overlooking a garden full of roses and garden. When entering the room, the heart of Vivienne guess. And passed the morning? Trent asked courteously, while puxava the chair for her. Vivienne noticed the elegant storage of dishes and crystal, the center of scented flowers and imagined that it was because of Robert, the constant change of scenery to compensate for the fact he can not leave the house, the cheerful touches to cheer it. In other words, expenditure saved is not to provide distractions. It irritated. Trent Why was that? He is not bothered to take money from gullible players and, with that calm air, caring brother of a patient with a tenderness and affection, had to admit, almost moving. The food, of course the best of French cuisine, not lost its flavor in spite of coming from the other side. Vivienne, however, was so concerned about what could arise in the conversation or feel that your taste. The walk in the morning happy Robert. Fortunately, he seemed quite excited to play with his brother: How was business last night, Trent? Duchess discovered some disguised in Caf Anglais? None. But I found a guy with a turban of a driver of camels Trent replied with a smile like the brother, only more experienced, she thought. The casino of Trent is typically Moroccan said Robert with cages of parrots on the wall and the table lamps with fringes. I was there when we arrived. And the clientele is a mixture of Arabs from tunics and European royalty dressed in denim. Playing with food, said crossing: In the Cafe Anglais you can take anything from a cup of tea to a French cognac and stir it in the game rooms with sheets of all prices. What comes directly to the coffers of the family, naturally said Vivienne, with flaming eyes toward Trent. What is that fools and their money are soon separated. A smile hid his antagonism. He shook his shoulders. Everyone has equal opportunity. The banks can earn as you can lose. And is not the principles continued Vivienne. Do not worry, say, with ruined homes or in bankruptcy. Despite its efforts to brincalhona opinion, because of Robert, was disturbed by causing Trent. The game is part of human nature. Does not force anyone. In the casino all you do is provide entertainment to players. I call it the subtle exploitation of human weakness. His breathing was wheezing. It would not bother with what it concerned. You must respond to all, Vivienne. Unfortunately, it's women. And the fragile sex always finds a club to play a house of sin ... the trap of a magician to capture souls. While for the man, the game has appeal to all senses. Except, perhaps, to common sense. To disguise the disharmony that was between her and Trent, although he thought that Robert was not easy to fool, said laughing: And I insist on having the last word. Anyway, I think Tangiers is a place too beautiful to be spoiled by that kind of fun. Trent retorted the coup, answering with a smile:

Every paradise has its serpent. And with that, of course, was he who got the last word. Robert then spoke, calling attention to the time: Almost two hours! Tell Momeen right to bring the dessert, Trent. I want to show the movement and how I lived in the pool. After that, the conversation was less unpleasant, at least for Vivienne. When Haroun again, Trent insisted that Robert was resting, as it always was after lunch, before you install the side of the pool. Vivienne could go to the room, but the time passed quickly and, while upside down in your things, called Robert. Wearing a green bathing suit that emphasized clear lines of his body, and a bathrobe, Vivienne down to the pool. Robert was in the water, perhaps because she did not want to see him in carrying Haroun lap. Vivienne was constrained to take the robe, especially since Trent was also sitting there, close to the sun umbrellas, quietly consulting their roles. But Robert, if wanting to show, insisted. And she had no choice but to leave their things in a chair and into the water. Now there was no reason for concern. Muscular arms raised in the air and playing in the water sparkling and she smiled to bet a race with Robert. Its strength to surprise. Although she nadasse well, crossing the pool quickly, long before he arrived and has given good laughs while trying to get rid of your strong hands. And that was just the beginning. It seemed that Robert was determined to show her everything we could do in water, which inevitably included several dives. After being chased, turn up and lose all the races, she was exhausted, but strangely mild. Within the water, need not be afraid to give any wrong answer or make one slip. But like all good things, the evening ended. Vivienne and Robert resting on chairs inflatable in pool, and he seemed exhausted. When the sun began to call, Trent up and, taking his robe, called it: Come be dry, Vivienne. It begins a half hour to cool. His tone did not accept defense; obedient left the chair and swam to shore. He extended his hand to help her up, and your fingers to hold firm. I had felt throughout his life. Trent put the robe on his shoulders, holding it as if you wanted to dry it. Their eyes met for a moment. When she returned, Haroun had placed Robert in a wheelchair and was approaching. Robert was happy but a little pale and resigned to go to the room. Until tomorrow, I lived. The day was wonderful. I can not wait for sunrise. Pulling it, he kissed his lips. On entering the house, Vivienne is expected to retreat into his room, but the formal voice of Trent reminded him: Dinner will be served at the same time, Vivienne. Until later. In the fourth, agreed with a bitter smile that he would not stop to examine it microscopically until we all knew it. And in time for fall, had not yet conquered the fear of dining alone with Trent. What an amazing man! Why the left so nervous? Fact that she was representing a role, but not what he suspected. Trent in the waiting room that was illuminated for the roofs of the smoothly Casbah, where they had dinner the night before. He was already dressed to go to the casino. His simple dress seemed moved along so much elegance, but do not let that interfere. She had reason to be concerned. Once we sat down, he said, with a sharp smile: Congratulations, Vivienne. It appears that you have Robert in the palm of your hand. The resentment took of her. Was ready to give an answer to the disarmament, but

remember to Lucy, calmly replied: Glad to be approved. While he served wine, I had noticed the ironic brilliance of his gaze, the skill with which she had framed it. Momeen in an oriental jacket was perfect to bring dishes that is proud to serve. I was at ease in front of Trent, talking in French about the excellence of food. Vivienne did not want to show that most spoke French perfectly, although it had, and now could not do anything to remedy the situation. The worst part is that he had the impression that Trent thought the same thing. While the dishes were exchanged, he became a taunt it: You all wonderfully well, Vivienne! Seems like a long time lived near the water. I learned everything I know in college replied, trying to master. Of course. And there was also studied French. No. It was after. And, excited with the idea of provoking him, said lifting the chin and I speak Spanish, too. You surprise me. Two languages are used much here in Tangiers. She was rubra. How easy he embarrassed! Confused, said hastily: Some people are very good at languages. And it looks just the daughter of a farmer! His voice showed irony. There are ranchers and farmers said only. Examining his simple dress, her hair without complications that did not require expensive visits to the hairdresser, he commented: Yes, there is. Throughout the dinner, Vivienne had to face this kind of conversation. She felt a mouse in the claws of a cat very smart and smiling. The memory of Lucy was the only thing that helped keep the smile intact, although it was not only the friend who gave the right answers. There was something about that man that would their aggressiveness, but was determined not to disappoint Lucy. After dessert and coffee, would give anything to be locked in the room. But their good sense and it recommended that, as it had nothing to fear in the presence of Trent, was admiring the panorama. The big windows were open and the whisper of the waves on the beach and the song of birds in the garden at night the muffled noise of distant traffic on the city. Vivienne breathed the fresh air, wishing a little peace that reigned outside. Approached Trent and, offering his cigarette cases of gold, said: What did your father think of you coming here? Lived while he bent his head to light the cigarette. Your head has to work. Lucy's father? She doubted until they know the letters. Looking at him, as replied quietly release the smoke: I am old enough to know what I want. And so he agreed, with the shoulders. And, staring it with your eyes live, added: I would say that you have more or less the age of Robert. Am I right? Almost. I have twenty-three. At least this was true. A little late, according to modern standards. Is not it? I thought the girls these days to enter the marriage market much sooner. Not all men are behind so drop the books said, barely disguising his irritation. And, measuring it with the look, added: And you? Has passed the stage that pleases women. Thirty-five, say ... or thirty-six. Thirty-seven corrected. So far my life has been filled, mainly because of business.

Why women always had the distance. Then I believe that women are players? Vivienne pretended surprise. Every paradise has its serpent. She put the cigarette in the ashtray that he offered to continue and its numerous evasive, no doubt. I did not know why, but the image of Trent, the casino, surrounded by several elegant women to irritated. Enough to make life interesting. She did not like the direction the conversation was taking, but could not avoid it because he once said: And since we are talking about it, would not be a good idea when you show more warmth to the kiss good-night in Robert? Vivienne was surprised at his words. He tried not blush, muttered an apology: Today was our first day. I wrote him a long time but have not yet know personally. Funny! Robert seems to think so. He is young and ardent, and I think you would be more relaxed. Over time, this. Vivienne is recovered enough to say I love Robert, but he is a little too absorbent and that flummox me. You will deal with it. I have the impression that you always see what you want, Vivienne. You can be Vivienne responded with neglect. But perhaps you have more than I can. No wonder such as a casino. And as I bear no more, he noted: The purpose is not the time to go count your chips? Thank you for remembering me he said dryly. No need to stay locked in the room. The house is yours, and there are many good books in the library. First door on the left. I will be there, then muttered politely, leaving with him. Trent farewell to the hall and, some minutes later, she heard the sound of the huge black car. The library, although the environment was very pleasant, could not alleviate the tension that torn apart. Was that a book could distract her, but the words danced before his eyes. What a day that! Recalling it concluded, with some relief that Robert had accepted as a girl of letters, who was in love with him. But Trent? Could she was able to trick him? I would love to know.

CHAPTER THREE
While Vivienne sometimes wanted to escape the lie that was living the first days of tension began to decline as would be used to the routine Kouda. Every night, Abdul took Trent to the city in the huge black car, then she could do what I wanted. I spent almost all day with Robert, and little by little, was discovering something about the people who lived there. The magic of cooking was French and was called Maurice, lived in a hotel, but almost all the time in Kouda, given Trent. Every day the Casbah Momeen would bring money to his wife for her to buy food for their children. Haroun, with his open smile, was a slow and patient teacher, and soon learned the greetings Vivienne Arabs, long and

complicated. His biggest concern was when I was alone with Trent and Robert. Where was the danger of giving an answer that does not coincide with the Robert Trent was there waiting and watching. Once a week, Robert spent the day in hospital doing tests. Vivienne then used to walk the property. The tranquil beauty of the place, full of palm trees and cedars, always tense calm their nerves. Discovered the garage behind the house. There was a sports car wine, covered with dust. I suspect that Robert should have been and therefore did not Trent. Benefiting from the time that had locked in the room and wrote long letters to Lucy telling detail what was happening. Once delivered to the Momeen, so he put in the mail when the city was. The afternoons at the pool were very nice. Playing in water with Robert, laughing at everything he did, could be herself. However, it was impossible to forget the presence of Trent, sitting in front of the table near the sun umbrellas, raising his eyes from time to time to see them. It was inevitable that they end up like Robert, as his kindness was touching. The disease seemed to sharpen his sensitivity, making it more mature. Never spoke of the terrible fate that expected, except once, when accidentally touched on the subject. They were seated near the orchard. Vivienne way as the sun illuminated the white buildings of Tangiers, and hear the distant roar said without wanting to: It's a pity we can not take it walking in the city, to vary a little. Trent would Robert replied, adding: The doctors think I have more time to life with fresh air and peace of Vivienne Kouda .repent of what he said and then changed the subject. What I had feared most was dining alone with Trent. Often you have the courage to say he would rather make a meal in the room, but thought that Trent used these moments to see how the day had passed. And she dared not have their suspicions shown to be indifferent. When talking about Robert, he behaved like a very loving big brother. It was small things, the deep lines in the corners of her mouth, in his prematurely gray temples that showed their frustration and their pain. His fear that he discovered he was an impostor was unfounded. Trent treated her with courtesy, giving him a cigarette after dinner and getting to his side in the window, while dealt the landscape, until the time of going to the casino. Only when heard the noise of his car away is that I had really felt safe, free from the skin of Lucy. As Vivienne Blyth, thought the nights very long. I spent some time in the balcony of your room, looking at the buildings of the old city, as had two lives: one that gave close attention to Robert and the other dreamed when contemplating the city, desiring to find Gary violently. Initially, the memories were too painful. But now your thoughts turn often to the wonderful moments that happened that summer, four years ago. Gradually, the view of the city lit up with its wide boulevards was no longer enough. She wanted to participate in the life of the city which extended to the feet of Kouda. I feel Gary in narrow alleys of the Casbah, the smell of coal stoves, branches of jasmine sold in tents, with baskets full of donkeys and the tables of cafes. Well, why not? One night, he realized that would have freedom to do what he wanted. Robert was in the room with Haroun, in case you need anything. The rest of the house was almost completely dark, without anyone to bother with it, or at least Momeen, who

was stuck in television, part of the house reserved for employees. Deciding is changed shoes, took a light jacket and purse. Below, the lights illuminate the empty hall. Taking the path going through the orchards, Vivienne is estimated that the city in half an hour. Soon after, it lost in the traffic and crowds, reviewing the pictures of dirty clothes and turbans that are offered to show the city, the narrow streets filled with little shops, where the business was made to fashion the febrile East. This all numb the senses of Vivienne, who walked the face of people watching, with the heart beating. What if you found after all those years? Gary always said I never would Tangiers. It was she who left the city. Fled to England to try to forget it. Now, through the streets for their demand. Sit in a coffee finally, were people of all nationalities and in the air, hear is a mixture of Spanish, Arabic and French. In the first shot that gave the vermouth that asked, his eyes were filled with tears. She and Gary always took vermouth. And now, while looking at the people who went, it seemed never out of Tangiers. I was on vacation that summer in which Gary found. Traveled with a group of tourists and he played saxophone in the hotel. During an interval, invited her to dance and it was then that everything began. She liked his face dark and handsome, his air of serious, concentrated. But soon realized to be wrong. Gary was happy and adventurous. Told him to learn to play the saxophone alone and she thought it was so that their land had not much feeling. He was only interested in making money to live in Tangiers. When its two-week vacation ended, I was so in love with Gary decided to stay. Got a job at a tourist agency, cheap rented a room and the group left without her. But never regret to have stayed. Gary was the perfect companion. Extended passed the summer at the beach, and when they had time, visiting the exotic places in the area. At night, Gary showed him the nightlife in Morocco. Then everything changed. Gary lost his job at the hotel. Began to get testy. I wanted her to be living with him in the room where he lived, but something inside her resisted. Vivienne always thought that if the refusal to surrender completely to him had something to do with separation. Gary was not very delicate. And one day, told her on the street, which means no reason to continue together. After a brief farewell, he left, although I had ask you to think more on it. While he was out in the crowd, Vivienne, knowing that there is no point calling it back, it was stunning. Gary was his world. It was there that she first thought, when agreed, and never close your eyes at night without reminding you of your smile. How would face a life alone? It was some days without knowing what to do. Then pack your things and flew to England and the forgotten. But unable to forget. Vivienne closed his eyes knowing that, if Gary appeared at that time before it would fall in his arms. But the presence of that girl alone in a coffee table began to attract the attention of men ill-treated. And she decided to leave because it was late. After that, his life became easier. It is true that there was always the effort to represent the role of Lucy next to Robert and have to talk to Trent. But now, she fervently hoped the time to leave at night and find Gary. Did you know that there is no point attempting to deceive. The four years had not erased the memory of Gary and now she spent the night through the city ... and waiting. Nobody noticed their outputs. During the dinner, is trying to master his agitation, stilly

smoking a cigarette after the meal and struggling to appear calm. After that Trent was going to the casino, and then waited half an hour left. Although prefer to go the old town, after a while she began to explore the avenues of the illuminated part of new Tangiers. Once or twice passed the avenue Pasteur, looking at the lobby of the Hotel Riad. But the floor was more modern avenues tiring and when he sat somewhere was invariably addressed by any individual air doubtful. And also felt closer to Gary in the narrow alleys of the old town and the Casbah. Had not gone to the Casbah, and one night it occurred to him that it was there that should go. Behind those walls, with its ancient Moorish palaces, full of crooked lanes biblical characters, the real East! Gary loved the Casbah and had always said would die there. It is carefully arranged, with tremulous hands, thinking that something amazing would happen that night. Down worried, but without reason. The house was empty, but every night after we left Trent. On the road, Vivienne could still feel the smell of exhaust fumes from the huge black car would be half an hour before. Estimated that would take longest to reach, but would be more or less safe to midnight. I did not know at what time Trent returned the casino, but thought to be at dawn. It took longer than intended to get the Casbah. Do not remember well the way and had to make many turns to reach the door Marshan. Once inside the walls, could go ahead. Children thin, with eyes bright as the day, ran around them, getting into his clothes. Women in black robes and veils sneak in front of the doors in vain, and men with long gray beards, with turbans, were seated on the steps of old hostels Mouriscas, solving the problems of the world. People who lived in that neighborhood native appeared to be part of a large family, but the time was passing and the alleys have become deserted. Vivienne began to think it should not have been to the Casbah tonight. Still continued to walk. I could not go before you arrive in a square where the cafes were Moorish. She had not seen a single face west, but I knew that the square was the meeting point for all kinds of people, intellectuals, foreigners who lived in Tangier and there was the possibility of ... Hurried step, so excited that I could not think clearly. In one of the lanes had a sign: "Rue de Riad." He recalled that it was there that she and Gary arrived in the small square in the Casbah. His heart began to beat faster to think of Gary and is scared when someone approached. But it was just a boy who wanted to sell a typical drum. Did you know that tourists should not come alone to the Casbah, he was plagued much. But that time of night! The boy was persistent and continued to accompany her, although she refused to give him attention. Arriving in the square, their first reaction was of disappointment. Very few people were sitting at the tables of coffee and place it seemed entirely changed. Some guys went in very old bicycle. When looking at the clock, realized he was scared almost an hour. I needed to return immediately to Kouda. But ... as not to lose in that tangle of alleys? Turning up impulsively to the boy that was still by his side, said: You know get out fast? I need to find my friends. Pretend that it was not alone to protect itself. But the boy saw his indecision, but smiling answer: The Casbah is my home. Its narrow streets are like the veins of my hand. He played the drum for one of the boys on a bicycle and said something in Arabic before making a move to the monitor.

Across the square, she felt relieved to return to the dark alleys until he noticed they were being followed by the boys. Dollars, dollars ... American! Said ironically. He grabbed the bag another error, once realized. Why insinuate that he was taking a lot of money when all we had were some coins? Your guide gave a smile, while the other young people closer. With a sigh of relief, saw that there were more people there. Cars passed on the streets and some houses were still open. Continued walking, hoping to get rid of them soon. Wanted to give a small reward to the boy that the guide, but he, seeing that there was no one waiting for you, took the initiative. To pass a monument old, grabbed his bag with a quick motion and threw it to one of your friends. Vivienne was furious. Give my bag immediately! Called, his face glowing. But they do not bother, and after taking the money, have to provoke it, shaking the bag. Vivienne has to scream, but they continued to laugh. Was about to cry when an authoritative voice spoke a few words in Arabic. She was paralyzed. I have heard it before ... the terminal air! The youth turned to the side from which came the voice, and with the ability of nocturnal creatures, are dispersed, disappearing. There were people around who obviously did not want to take note of the incident. But it was the vision of an elegant man with a highArabic, a bit ago, which has softened the knees of Vivienne. I think this is your bag said Trent, with the voice dangerously calm. Thanks. She felt annihilated by the glow of fire in his eyes blue. Trent said something to Abdul, who led by the dark streets to where the car was parked. It was obvious that the casino was nearby and that he found by accident when returning home. Vivienne regretted not having returned sooner to Kouda, but now it was too late. Returned in silence to Kouda, Abdul driving behind the glass and Trent sat by his side, seemed about to be a stone from lumps. When reached, Trent was the first out of the car and, with Abdul with a brief good-night, held by Vivienne pulse and took it home. Vivienne had never seen a man so repressed violence and was scared when they tried to shake him down the stairs: It's late ... I am very tired. She felt pain in the wrist and his heart almost stopped when he, examining it with eyes ironic, said roughly: You were not going to get tired out there. Let's talk. Now. He pushed for the library and Vivienne, outraged by the way was being treated, face it resolved as soon as the door is closed. Trent was also angry, but trying to control. Lighting a cigarette, how to balance anything in it, said dryly: I always said you get what you wanted, Vivienne. I bet you is not the first time leaving alone. Not really. She raised the chin, challenging him to look. But I did not know he had a guard. You say that I want is to impose a limit on their freedom? His voice was still controlled. And Rob? He does not deserve a little consideration? Vivienne tremble inside. She knew that Trent felt by brother. It also saddened and worried about the state of health of Robert, but what could we do? What they both could do? Waver, said: You know very well that is unfair. I am all the time with Robert, which expects more of me?

 is clear that all the time with him. But may not have been planned so you stay in Morocco ... tied to a wheelchair. Vivienne tried to calm down. What Lucy would have done in these circumstances? He would have spent the nights of preaching buttons on shirts and arranging Robert excuses to go to his room with books and hot drinks. But it was not Lucy. Nor did Robert. Loved it, but it only existed for Gary ... Gary ... Gary. I feel prey to Robert. We had fun during the day. And you know he needs a lot of rest. He would like you to stay close by, encouraging him. Trent was angry. I believe he imagine that the streets of Tangiers to attract more. You must have been knowing the city very well, with their night walks ... You are mistaken in thinking that fascinates me Tangiers. Leave ... because it is something to do. Yes he agreed with his ironic gaze. You are young and healthy and needs of busy life ... the type that is not here, trapped in your room with a bad boy put it somewhere on the other side of the house. On hearing this, Vivienne was pale. Fulminated it with eyes, took a step forward, as if giving him a slap. But hold it by Trent shoulders. Sensing his strength, she could only mutter: You have a bad opinion about me well, is not it? We are adults, you and I, Vivienne. Your smile was significant. We know how the world and what happens between people who live there. His fingers sank into his flesh, through the fine farm. I had felt trapped by his blue eyes and saw, as if for the first time, the lines of his face and force that was it. During some moments was building. Then, trying to free himself, said hot: To you all is well, because going to the casino every night. Not have to stay at home counting the hours to go to bed. Yes, I do not even he continued, with a quiet threat. But I am the brother of Rob and not the girl he loves. Your hands to hurt. What if something happened to you? What could happen? She challenged with the look. Tangiers is a tourist city. There is no danger of going out at night for a walk. Then, remember what had happened, he added, lowering his dark eyelashes: What happened today was a chance. Got lost and asked for information. Neither came to be concerned ... Of course! You could well face alone those bums! Vivienne quake. Trent had seen in many ways, but never so angry as now. He was a little stunned. Maybe something in your eyes semicerrados has made him drop it suddenly. Trent smoked whole draft for a minute before saying sharply, with a bit of sarcasm: Okay, let's be reasonable. Maybe you too want to be at home every night. If you like take a walk, okay. But most will not leave alone. Abdul will follow it where you want to go. Vivienne took care not to show their reaction, but was thinking quickly. How could meet with Gary Abdul behind her? But replied coldly: I am an adult woman, Trent. I need an Arabic guard following me every time I go out to take a walk. Do not discuss he said. The property is large enough for you to take the air at night.

Now, if you want the brightness of lights, Abdul will close. Rob is the way, I am responsible for you. Supplemented and rudely: For the sake of it, I will not let anything to happen. Vivienne has not advanced that argument, but something inside her that would not soon agree with that man. Raising his head, added: Maybe you are used to direct the life of Rob. But do not try me, Trent. I like to solve everything alone. While in Kouda will give up that luxury. Rob I want to be happy. You will have time for that, later, he did not. Noting with irony his hair disheveled and his slightly messy, he said, slowly opening the door: If you wake tomorrow with a good appearance is always better to go to sleep. When you reach the room, Vivienne went to balcony and stayed there until they calm down. She had almost ruined everything that night. But Trent had to be so authoritarian? If found dangerous conflict with him, now, rubbing the bruised shoulder, saw that he was right. Vivienne woke late the next morning. Lifting with a mild sense of guilt, it sought to get care. The breakfast was being served when she arrived. While driving to the terrace, it was impossible not to perceive the lightness of your floor. The sun, already strong, caressed his golden arm. Approaching the Robert, kissed his face, saying with joviality: Excuse my delay. The sun is making me very lazy. You should oversleep more often! Malicious, Robert and hold it, extending it to the face, joked: Do it again. Thinking of Lucy, she gave him another kiss and it reciprocated, has her hand on the arm roou the lips and the tip of your nose. She sat without looking at Trent. He served him a cup of tea ware, while Vivienne spoke cheerfully of the beauty of the day and the scent of orange blossom. Robert had his reasons to be cheerful. Guess, Vivi. Trent had the idea to sketch a field close to home. Eating the fruit, he launched a playful look. He thinks that here in Kouda there is enough to distract her. Vivienne looked at Trent, I know what went through his head, and good-humored reply: It seems the sport for those lazy right edge of the pool. Take the bat is not as simple as giving broths on defenseless women. It was what I thought Trent responded with his tense smile, continuing to play. These guys do what they want in the water. A little skill with a ball and some arms will put them in their place. Do not think that I do not know play sketch. Robert gave a menacing smile, is very amusing. Then looked to his brother, with air conspirator. Trent already saw me. There is a field sketch of the hospital. Already played some matches with the convalescent. Tell it, Trent. I have to confess that he hit some balls. You know, the sketch is no fun for old. There are even some champions in a wheelchair. Help! Vivienne yelled and gave a laugh. I think I prefer the pool! The game continued after the three have settled beside the pool. Vivienne did what could to be funny. Trent played with his brother as usual. They could create a joyful

atmosphere, he thought. She had no importance and Trent did not make good, if your smile could hide a violent clash of personalities. Nothing was important, not the happiness of Robert. The work began the following morning. Employees Berbers have transplanted the ornamental, leveling the ground and prepare the lawn. Vivienne watching the movement of your balcony, with a bitter smile. Trent only had to snap his fingers to his orders were obeyed. And the money the casino paid everything. The field was ready in less than a week. It was a nice place to rest during the day and soon became a point of attraction for employees. Momeen was the first to try to hold the bat. Beat on the ball as if breaking the shell of an egg and had to give several strokes to reach the nearest arc, very funny Robert. Maurice, with his hands full of flour and cook for his hat down the side, counted as the Americans took the game seriously. Haroun pushed the wheelchair of Robert, the arc in arc. It was better, because the giant holding the bat as if to throw the ball in the sea. The days ran nearly equal. Now Trent mandar wine get the car from the garage and went with him to the casino. The car was black on the door, every night, waiting with Abdul. Initially, Vivienne was too nervous to leave the room. Then started to think that if we do not leave, would find that Trent was hiding something. Furthermore, I continue to seek both Gary ... Sometimes thought it was crazy. After four years he could be married and have children. But considering it was difficult. That summer he had said several times that would never get married. After a week, I had had the courage to say that Abdul wanted to leave. When the fourth down, the car was waiting with the engine running. Abdul was the only employee of the house she did not know well. It was the right arm of Trent and now wondered how it would get him. Abdul opened the car door for her in and then gently asked where I would go. Vivienne hesitated, but then thought of a cafe where he played Arabic music. Arriving in the city, he followed quietly, a few steps back and she had to admit that Abdul was very useful, the men who came away her importunate with his penetrating gaze and a few words in Arabic. Naturally Vivienne Gary continued looking all the time, but along with Abdul, had taken care. He did not know what she wanted, so that after a few nights in his company, I had begun to imagine it could try to make some discreet questions. Suggested a walk through the avenue Pasteur, and saying he wanted to take a drink, entered the lobby of the Hotel El Riad. Later, while Abdul seemed distracted, went to the reception. Yes, man is reminded of Gary, but did not know it for a while. All we could say is that he thought he had arranged a job at a nightclub near the port. Vivienne walked the avenue, delighted. Had spoken with someone who knew Gary. Now would find him soon. On another night, the nightclub that was the receptionist had mentioned, and saw that it was a very unpleasant, smell the drink hits and Turkish cigarettes. They remember Gary. He had played there, but now no one knew where to walk. Could give only an old address. She quietly took the paper and was rushed out, trying to give the impression that he had chosen the wrong place. And thus continued to seek Gary. Began optimistic, because many people find that remember him. But as the track did not result, her discouragement. Once, Kouda came

shortly after midnight and, thanks to Abdul, he went to his room. Tangiers had traveled full, both the old and the new. We do not know where to look for more. But as to not to resign to do Gary? What would we do now? While launching a look at room, heard the noise of a car coming, and suddenly, suspected of Abdul. Reckless and out! Had taken careful when asked by Gary, but if and Abdul were not as discreet as it seems? And you would tell everything to the boss? A vein began to throb in his forehead. He had been ill and now a doubt the tormented. Trent suspect anything?

CHAPTER FOUR
Robert used to go to the hospital on Thursdays. Vivienne did not know if it's suspected that there was disharmony between her and Trent, and had a surprise with the suggestion that he did that day, while taking the breakfast. You know what I was thinking? The sun illuminated her hair blond and he has a slightly anxious look for his brother. The day is so beautiful that it is a shame to stay home. Why do not you take Vivi for a walk, Trent? You two can leave me in the hospital and then I get to six hours. Vivi's who you know, Rob. I do not know if she would walk with me. Well, then ask her Robert replied, mad What do you think, Vivienne? Let us do the will of Rob and out a little? The heart of Vivienne began to beat. A full day with Trent. The idea to be fascinated, but at the same time, the left terrified. She refused to be afraid of him and this could be a good opportunity to demonstrate. But why should he bother, if would not talk about the letters of Lucy? I am without anything to do here alone. She looked for Robert. I think a good suggestion. You deserve it. Robert held his hands, grateful smile. Stay away from Kouda and me will do well for you Vivienne eyes remained low. He did not know of his nocturnal excursions to the city. But Trent knew, and therefore not tried to blush, avoiding looking at him. Later, in the room, did not know that had agreed to bear the company of that tyrannical man several hours. But it was a challenge and turn back, sending a message saying that it had changed his mind, had no effect. While not knowing why, is arranged with all the care. Abdul led them to the hospital. Vivienne was alone in the car while Robert was led inside. Some time later, Trent returned. I make you wait. Doctors arrested me more than usual. She looked worried with air. Have something to do with Robert? So slow? But his face revealed nothing and I had not had no courage to ask. Regretted that no camaraderie between them. But what could we do? Not dared to be herself, because I had to think of Robert and Lucy. And Trent always seemed suspicious. However, none of this was evident when later passed the door Bab el Fahs, which led to the Great Soccer. She

could not fail to notice their naturalness, something in your attitude, on the lines of your profile, that did stand out in the crowd. Holding his arm, he guided the bustling atmosphere of the market, between the stalls selling all kinds of articles. Trent accompanying the patient and she almost forgot that there was a disagreement between them, said while the profusion of things that were in trays. Gradually, Vivienne has been relaxed, being happy. Finally, stopped in a place full of stuffed birds, skins of animals, snakes and lizards dry. It is a shop of witchcraft! Vivienne exclaimed laughing, while the hair out of his face, an unconscious gesture. It is incredible! They still believe in these types of healing. You'd be surprised Trent agreed. Here the magic potions and mysterious even after exercise great influence on the population. While talking, the owner of the shop put the head outside the door: You would like a potion? Not now. Trent spoke, laughing. We only wonder that serve these things. The owner, presenting himself as the great doctor Moulay Ahmed, looked at them with sympathy. I'm sure they need something. But if you want, I will explain first. This eagle drought has a very important role. If someone put in your tea a potion of love, a little meat this eagle dry, sprayed with water and taken to break the spell. These serve issis of fox for the love potion. Ground and mixed with the lizard skin powder, are irresistible and very cheap. Now, if another man is behind his girlfriend ... Vivienne, listening with a smile, felt the ground disappear from your feet. But Trent interrupted: Wait a minute. You have nothing else than to cure the evil of love? Of course Ahmed replied smiling .When a man comes into my store with a woman, shot my conclusions. Here I hook a little wolf of the desert. If you have an infection, put the skin on fire and let the smoke reaches the infected. I can also rent this snakeskin for a day. Has the power to take all the pain. Imagine muttered Trent humorous, moving the arm backward from the shoulder Vivienne. Thank you for demonstrating, Ahmed, Now we go. Wait! Ahmed called while they were passing baskets of dried lizards. How many children do you have? While Vivienne wished again that the earth open and swallow it, Trent said quietly that they had no Oh! Exclaimed Ahmed. So you need me This leopard dry ... Get out of here! I was away when Trent stopped laughing. Vivienne was no air, his face glowing. Lunch in a restaurant whose atmosphere recalled the Thousand and One Nights. Although it knew, in the company of Trent she felt more than ever the magic of the place, the delicious dishes of the orchestra and the dancers took to the dawn of civilization. There was a magic in everything that could be simply caused by sunshine and blue sky. When Abdul arrived at the place where the left, Vivienne was surprised to see the sports car stopped. So now we will not have drivers in the afternoon? Of course we will! I! Trent joked. Abdul runs well in the city, but on the road, the car as a guide line of camels and we would end up in the middle of the desert. He was

kidding, of course, thought Vivienne. The car left the city. The breeze that entered through the window wearing the perfume of flowers that grew beside the road. Vivienne was willing to talk, but was embarrassed. They had no common topic to talk. During lunch, had spoken of food, music and view. Now, how could not think of anything else, said: Abdul is married? I think he has one or two women somewhere south of Zagora Trent replied. But do not think that he lives alone in Tangiers. As Haroun, has a lot of special friends. You speak as if agreeing with that accused Vivienne. It would be better if he took their women to live Kouda and respected? Trent laughed, showing teeth strong and white. Man is polygamous by nature. The East recognizes that. In the West, try to give the impression that it is primitive, but everyone is jealous. Men only Vivienne replied. But the subject and the attitude of Trent not to like, so thought better to say: Zamora is very far from here, near the border south of Morocco. It was there I met Abdul. He worked for a fellow man, a veteran of the French patrol of camels. When he returned to France, Abdul came to work with me. A French patrol of camels? Vivienne looked at Trent, intrigued. You mean floor between the tribes and nomadic camp of those strong red clay in the middle of the desert? He agreed and she wanted to know more. And what were you doing in a place like this? Something like that. After a few moments, he smiled at her, asking: What's wrong? You can not imagine me taking sand from boots? How are you now, maybe I could. But at night, when you dress to go to the casino that you say nobody has a life full of adventures. Do not let my appearance fool you. Have lived in many rustic. Vivienne has a look at the landscape, in thinking that had just heard. So Trent was also on his personality, which used to roam where you want, in areas depopulated and harsh. Certainly was a contrast to the elegant life led to now. How, then, the real Trent? But that does not matter. The landscape had nothing to exotic. Cows grazing in the fields and trees cover the slopes of the mountains. Everywhere there were birds and an incredible variety of wild flowers. Then entered a dirt road, and soon after, were traversing the narrow streets of Tetuan. They took tea in a caf and later passed by the Moorish quarter, where was the market. Richly embroidered fabrics, woolen belts and jewelry of silver glowed in the light of the sun. There was also the inevitable stalls out, as always, weird article. Instinctively, Vivienne took the arm of Trent and away from a door decorated with skins of snakes and other animals, saying good-humored: For now, just a shop of witchcraft. You are not interested in what is the potion of love that is fashionable in Tetuan? They just laughed and walked hand in hand. After the alleys of the city rose to a high point, which can be seen a forest of minarets. Later, it was the Mediterranean, always blue, and the distance, could see the coast of Spain. Vivienne sat in a Muret and let the breeze scented playing on his face. With eyes closed, trying to recognize the odor that he felt when he realized that Trent was by his side. He offered a cigarette and then switch to it, observed:

For a person who is here is so little time, you do not seem impressed with the landscape. Then he noticed that nothing much to impress. She smiled, answering lightly: The explanation is very simple. I have been in Morocco before. For a daughter of farmers, you are well traveled Trent commented, does not seem surprised at the answer. Vivienne looked to the sea. I would not think of Lucy. Not now. As if dreaming, reflected: I can think of Fez, the golden moonlight, as the strong and the mosque on the hill of El Jadida, very white, glowed against the blue sky. How long was that? He supported the foot in Muret, beside her. Four years ago. Where to go Trent this season? Imagined. Abet in the back of a camel? Or preparing to explore the bright lights of a city in northern Africa? I had been imagining. And you never wanted to come back? No she replied, flatly. How strange! They say that Morocco is more east than the East. I always thought you had been bitten, although slightly, by ... He shook his shoulders with a smile well, anything here. Maybe. I came back, right? Vivienne stopped smiling. They were approaching that point again. Lowering eyes, Trent continued, as if reflecting: I remember the day when I first saw at the airport. I thought you did not see Tanger exactly as if the African jungle. His gaze gelava to pester those who approached it. I think I would have deviate from those men, even without my help. Yes. Building up the situation, she added boldly: It would rid me of those boys, that night, if you had not appeared. Guys, do not; bums. And not all were young. Trent is tauten. It's different. I was not much. I know the streets of Tangier, and I learned many things about the Moroccans during the six months I spent here. You are a mysterious creature. I always thought there was something in you not convinced. What have been here four years ago? Trent wanted to know, examining it with eyes. Vivienne felt a shock. Have gone too far? Adopting a playful air, smiled. Must have done something? I just enjoy traveling. You are old enough to have half a dozen novels. Trent not quit. She smiled looking at him, but felt a knot in my throat. But to respond: Well, with my age ... and you then? For men it is different. Usually not be scarred as women. Considering that air of male superiority, she did not hesitate to comment: Men give so little of themselves in everything they do ... Depends. Trent was so close that she was suffocated, but could respond wheezing: I remember very well what you said when we met for the first time, that had never loved by proxy. He said you were not such, do not say? She did not want to remember to Lucy, or the letters, but as someone who was

drowning, clung to the only argument that could save it. I got lucky what has been said. I have found my boyfriend in the flesh. Could it? In his voice there was a world of implicit and some skepticism. Although it looked, but Vivienne realized that the magic is broken. Soon after, Trent is straight, talking to the horizon: Four years ago, Rob was a healthy boy. His only ambition was to become a professional rugby player. He was physical for that. It has a beautiful physique. Not like that time. It was a giant. I could knock anyone in the field. He became a professional? More than that. Your room is full of trophies. A year ago, he was still traveling the world. He then appeared that disease in the muscles. Must have been a shock. Not so. Not so fast. In principle, we thought it was just a strong flu. Not only sarou more ... Trent made it look with some skepticism. Sure Rob already said all this in a letter. Oh, sure! Vivienne hurry to respond. But ... good to hear that from a big brother. She stood up to give more credit to his words. Trent to face now. His eyes examined the detail, but he smiled, but answered roughly: Of course. An older brother can be a comfort in some occasions. The atmosphere of camaraderie was gone. The conversation about Rob brought a sense of melancholy. Trent looked at the clock and getting into his arm, said abruptly: Time to go back to hospital. Do not talk during the return to Tangier. Robert, looking more pale as the day the hospital had been tiring, received them with joy. And then? Asked when the installed in the car. The trip was fun? Splendid! Trent replied, watching the traffic. Wonderful! Vivienne agreed. Let the market and then we went to Tetuan. Good! Said Robert, looking at her and then to Trent. I like knowing that my girlfriend and my brother can be understood well! But there was no doubt that still remained a barrier between her and Trent, and the rest of the week, is hardly spoke, except during meals or at the edge of the pool. Vivienne felt better because it had very little in common. She even liked that antagonism that had to make each time they thought it. What did the casino unless you hate that way of making money? Naturally there was no apparent disharmony between them. In appearance, nothing had changed. Trent remained the same in front of Robert, played on the table and the side of the pool. Vivienne felt it indifference toward her, but had other things to worry about. Robert was becoming increasingly dependent on it. Now, spent much time in the gardens of Kouda. Stuck in a wheelchair, he learned to love nature, pay attention to small things that went unnoticed at the time when playing rugby. And this love was his avid interest by poets who, in his words, had transformed the nature in music. Vivienne knew it from the letters that read the verses he used to quote Lucy, and sometimes feel that I could not match your mood. Lucy knew what to say. Ugly, but delicate and sincere, she also had this affinity with nature and love for the poets. His letters to Robert contained, with its simplicity, the answer to all the poems he quoted. One day, while looked at the sea of your favorite corner, he said: You know, it's funny, but never on an island. I saw the sea ... in fact, I saw a lot of

them, but never knew what is being surrounded by water. England is an island! Vivienne joked. Then, pensive said: I understand what you mean. Once I went to the Isle of Man Only I know that gives a feeling of incredible loneliness. Maybe you are right agreed. Then, holding the hands of Vivienne, lickerish muttered: As you are adorable, Vivi. Kiss me ... Robert embraced the hard, trying to convey the passion of his muscular body. He eagerly kissed and she had to overcome that feeling of disappointment, not to leave while you were hiding the truth. And not only that. In his arms, an insistence I had felt lately, something that scared because I did not know how to address it. When returned to the pool, then these walks agitated, Trent had the evil eye of work. He always concentrated, checking the accounts of the casino. Despite its reservation, Vivienne was more comfortable in the pool. The advances of Robert was becoming increasingly difficult to control and although at first she did not like the company of Trent, now felt a relief it is there. Moreover, Robert is distract the water. To compensate for the disappointment when they were alone, she sought to do everything we could when went to the pool. And Robert was thinking about that afternoon, decided to show its charm. Instead of putting the swimsuit ever wore a bikini that Robert had given him. It was a success. Once the saw, he began to whistle and I had had to walk to the pool listening to their enthusiastic shouts. But pretended indifference and, on arrival, looked at his body, regretting it. The bikini is fine, but the belly and white? I have to have sun again. Not a bad idea. Let me pass sunscreen. Vivienne had to agree. While Robert was the lotion on your body, not looked at Trent. And also tried to not think about it while walking to the pool. I was interested in convincing Robert. After that he just passed the sunscreen, I had been disposed to take sun, but Robert did not quiet until it entered the water. That day, they are fun. Finally, when they were so exhausted from play, left the pool to make the drinks that Haroun had brought. Vivienne has spread to burn the rest of his body in the delicious heat of the sun. Lately Robert grew tired early, so she was not surprised when he said he would enter. In a wheelchair, Robert raised his face to her the kiss and Vivienne followed with the eyes, the happy wonderful evening they had spent together. Dinner would still take, then put the robe and Vivienne was a ride. I needed to escape some of the responsibilities that weighed on his shoulders. But that afternoon, she could not enjoy that moment of tranquility. Soon after, Trent was by his side. His face was serious and something told him it was not for games. Still, he spent some time at his side, showing that the more exotic plants were in flower opening. Stopping under a palm tree, said: You said that already was in Tangiers. You should have gone to the beach that summer, right? Although she was already accustomed to their asperity, there was something in his voice that irritated. I love to sunbathe. What's bad about it? There is no harm when they are decently dressed. He turned, casting a look at the

opening of the robe. Perhaps it is difficult for you to break the habit of using two strips of linen! So that was it! Tremble without knowing why, she observed: If the bikini so bored, why not say so? I have to do everything possible to make Robert happy? But it has to offer in a tray Trent said, with the teeth closed. Vivienne felt a heat that began in the waist and slowly rose. Without bothering with the robe ajar, claimed: You like to devalue everything I do, is not it? Not bothered by the same May I use today. Decided change, thinking about Robert, but seems not hit ever. Another day, you played against me ... physically. Now tell me that I use a more decent bikini! Decent! It is a matter of opinion. With a smile, his eyes travel through the dark skin of Vivienne. Not only is Rob said abruptly. This is accepted in the intimacy of the family. But there Haroun. How do you think he feels you are viewing as a siren under its nose? Haroun? Vivienne was amazed. The giant Moorish not give the slightest attention to it. With a smile, said: Haroun is not interested in white and taste of the West. I would have to be fat and be rolled into a veil for him to come look at me. All are concerned Trent said, with an expression of disdain. Do not be fooled by appearances. I am a man. I know. Really? I thought that only an interest in who wins the casino. She did not know what to say was that, but was pleased to see that hit the target. The front of the Trent was pale red. His eyes shone dangerously cold, but he responded with calm voice: This shows how badly you know me, Vivienne. For your own good, I suggest you go to the room and that view. Do not worry, I'm going. Irritated, tied the belt of the robe. I understand that you think does not provide, just because I decided to put a bathing suit different. But do not worry. I use the other bathing suit until he rip entire ... which will not take long. Mandar buy a dozen Trent said sharply. So there will be blood spilled. You solve everything with money, right? Do you know of something better? Was the answer. To tell you the time. She moved away, shaking. When he got to the room, his heart beat mismatch and her eyes were full of tears. He is in bed, hiccups. For those fights with the left so devastated Trent?

CHAPTER FIVE
The dinner, that night was embarrassing. Vivienne wanted to have the courage to stay in the room, but would be subject to the tyranny of Trent. Moreover, it had a certain masochistic pleasure in moving an hour in his company. It was a kind of self-torture that attracted. Sometimes she wondered if not lived so tense and irritated with each other because of Robert. Although not want to admit, I realized that lately he seemed weaker. His face

was pale and thin. When I thought about it, was frightened and often thought Trent noted. What she feared was the next day to visit the hospital weekly. On Thursday, while Robert was out, she became the property. Trent was in the house. Only during meals, and the whole conversation was in charge of Momeen, always chattering in French. There was more joy to the previous week, when they had left together. It was almost a relief see Robert again, the next day. Soon after breakfast, he wanted to take a walk. Vivienne pushed the wheelchair up to the place where you stay. Then she sat beside him and were talking about the ship they saw in the port. But Robert was thinking of something else. Holding the hand of Vivienne, said with emphasis: I lived, if we could be like the other couples ... We could travel, see the world together. Book a car in one of those vessels ... Well, we are not so bad. We are here, with this wonderful view ... Vivienne pretended it was not understood. You know what I mean. Vivi. Robert do not be fooled, seeking embrace it with zeal. I want you to stay right near me. I feel it in my arms ... If it were not stuck in this damn wheelchair! While trying to approach it, gave a sigh and fell forward. Vivienne was paralyzed Robert to see extended to the ground. Finally, ran out, without realizing who was calling Trent. Just noticed that was running ... running toward the house. So it shocked him, that came from the opening of the pool fence. There was no time to prevent their arms. Trent and to hold her, trembling and his face wet with tears, told him what had happened. Trent pale, but his hands remained firm. Abdul, always at his side, approached. Miss Take. Blyth to the room and give you a drink he said. Trent still hold for a while, trying to give you courage, then moved away quickly. The morning passed slowly. From the desk of the room, Vivienne saw the arrival of doctors and it seemed an eternity before leaving again. Walked from one side to another in the room, which was to find out the stress and anxiety. Finally, can not endure more, opened the door and I went out to get news of Robert, when Trent appeared. Despite the fatigue, had his face in the suggestion of a smile. Before she even opens his mouth, he said: He is good. Vivienne was relieved. Trent led her to a couch covered with tapestry, in the hallway, continuing to explain: It was a collapse passenger. Within a few days he will return to the wheelchair. Rob will need care for some time ... I would take care of him Vivienne has offered promptly. Haroun is very dedicated, but for sure Robert will prefer someone else has linked to stay in bed all the time. If you want Trent agreed. He has asked for you. After lunch I take her to his room. The afternoon sun seep the arches in front of the house, where he guided the long hall and left the house. Rose in the elevator that was installed to accommodate the wheelchair of Robert. Vivienne noticed that the rooms were ideal for an invalid. The view from each window and the breeze was wonderful hampers that contained the scent of cedars and palms. Robert was sitting in bed, supported by pillows and very pale. Seeing Vivienne, smiled. Hello! As the fainting? I have not scared her.

I was a little scared, but is not important. The main thing is you now be well. Never mind! I aborrecidssimo! Imagine, out at more interesting! Very attentive to the presence of Trent in the room, Vivienne, his face red, tried to fix the mask covered. From now on you need to have legal proceedings. Vai have to endure him giving me medicine and serving their food. And no use saying that it is not hungry! Perplexed, Robert looked at her and then to Trent. I got a nurse! Yes, Trent? She will stay with me until I power down? It's what she wants Trent said, tenderly. Haroun can do the job more cumbersome. Vivienne will keep you informed of what happens in the rest of the house. And I appear from time to time. Vivienne was not easy to take care of him. Robert needed much help now, and she had that much work to keep you happy and relaxed. I spent the morning at his side, leaving it for some time in the afternoon, when he rested, after Rob was reading to or playing cards until the time that Haroun had prepare you for sleep. Sometimes, she and Trent dinner with him in the room because there was nothing that Trent did not by his brother. On these occasions, Vivienne the way, already dressed to go to the casino and ready to seize the money of players, and if asked how could a man have a very contradictory character. Therefore, never had much to say to him. In turn, when not looked with skepticism, Trent was still distant. They tried to give the impression that it gave and because of Robert, who was the guest of honor, sitting in a wheelchair at the head of the table, they did everything so that the atmosphere was lively but lacked naturalness. Robert was very sensitive and Vivienne sometimes feared that he had discovered that the disharmony between the two, but could not do anything to avoid this situation. In a night, after the dinner, after Robert returned to bed, Trent said: Do not stay up too late. Get back soon enough for the pool. You can be quiet, Trent. I play a little deck with Vivienne, then go to sleep. Good night, Vivienne farewell to Trent, as she put the game table. Then go to the door, added: Watch him! We will not play for money she answered quietly, with a critical smile. Contrary to its customers, we have nothing to lose. There was a moment of silence after the door is closed. So Robert asked: You do not like Trent, it is not, Vivi? Not a question of liking or not. He is your brother. I have to accept. I know what a bore. But it is wrong. Robert looked at her curiously. Seeing that he was resolved not to change the subject, Vivienne wanted to know: Okay, so tell me why I am upset. No, you is who has to say. Okay. His voice trembled a little, but she wanted to control opinion. Say not approve the way he earns money. At least france is. He called: Come sit here next to me. Vivienne has left the deck on the table and was sitting in bed. I had two years when our parents were killed in a revolt of the natives, a place whose name was then the Belgian Congo. Trent was sixteen years. The money was for him to finish his studies. Then, it was caring for me. I remember those years well, unless he

was always around when I needed something. Later, when I was more, encouraged me to do what I wanted in my life. He did not like a lot of rugby but, knowing what was in my blood, did everything they could to help me and if they could not waste time, making long journeys to attend the important matches that I played. Began this problem in the muscles. Trent could say it was all my fault, all those that fell and heavy equipment, but did not open his mouth. He took me to all physicians who understand the disease, hoping that I curassem. Lost time, but Trent did not want to know. Vivienne shook his hand. No way she wanted to show that had a knot in my throat. Then he heard about these two French doctors here in Tangier, who were experts in my illness, which has a name too complicated. In time, Trent was looking for a house where we stay. Kouda bought the way it is now, and had hired the employees prepare this part of the house for me. Nobody can imagine what he spent with doctors and the hospital Vivienne was still holding his hand. Despite the illness, he seemed very strong, recline on pillows. You deserve the best, Robert. Just because all that she made a gesture showing the furniture expensive comes from the pockets of players, not to say ... Robert shook his head. It is what it was trying to say. I think I'm stretching too much. Trent has been many things in life ... explorer, interpreter, of mine prospector, soldier. Looking to Vivienne, he smiled: You are surprised, right? Remember that our parents liked adventures. Dad held the trade in northern and central Africa and in the end, I think Trent inherited his sense of business. He saw the potential of cities to expand, the exploitation of minerals and oil and was in front. Is now very rich. Mainly because of oil and copper. Oil? Vivienne was surprised. But the casino ... Let me finish Robert said, gently. Remember that we were in England. Trent sold all his business to devote his time to me. But it was getting the knitting of an old. He was disoriented. When we came to Tangier, has something to do, but had to have much free time. So bought the casino, to work at night while I was asleep and have the day off to go to my side. As you can see, Trent was not always the casino owner. It was what you thought, huh? Yes .. yes, it was Vivienne replied, perplexed. Oh, it is clear that Trent makes money. But the way it is. The conversation was long, so sleepy he added: Let's leave aside the letters, Vivi. Now I sleep. I need to convince Trent that I am good for him to let me return to the pool. Vivienne the kiss of light and arranged to cover while he accommodated. At the exit, knocked on the door of the room Haroun to warn him that he was leaving. It was the fourth in thinking that Robert told you about. After all, it does not fit? This home with its decor and its treasures of French art she had always felt that the brand personality of the Trent. It was quite strange dinner with Trent now. Vivienne was impressed with what Robert told you about. I felt a kind of nakedness without their armor of hatred and, at times, was thought to look for him, always polite, offering wine or chatting with Momeen on the quality of food.

She was also more vulnerable to the tension of recent days. The collapse of Robert left her very worried. It was so hearty and nobody could involve an incurable disease in its rugged looks. I wanted to do everything we could to make it back to normal, which eventually succeeded, with great sacrifice. Weight loss. His features were more marked and remarkably enhanced by olheiras deep. Often Trent reviewed the eyes. Rarely dinner with Robert, now he spends his energies back to the pool of home and life back to normal. In a night that she had eaten very little for dinner, Trent noted: You have to entertain a little. Rob is sleeping better, so you do not need the twenty-four hours a day. Why do not leave some? What do you suggest? A walk in the field or a club night in bullfights? Just choose. The car is available. Speaking his eyes are narrowed, while loosening the smoke of his cigarette Abdul told me that you do not leave some time ago. There is nothing to see. Tangiers has its limits even for a tourist. You is not a tourist, we both know that. As if in quicksand, she sought a more solid ground. As you noted, until I need a diversion from time to time. The problem is that Abdul is very much in view in the most sophisticated ... No way to leave alone he added. After a few moments, suggested: I know where you have freedom to be at ease without being bothered. In Tangiers? She seemed not to believe. Exactly. Her smile was slightly ironic. Why do not you go to Cafe Anglais? You can take something and walk between the tables of roulette with all the security. In the casino! She looked shocked. Where the witch, in person, meet his court between the tables of green cloth he continued, challenging it. The idea to let the indecisive. But it would be so bad so? He knew now that Trent ran the casino to spend the time and she needed to leave a little Kouda. Well .. It would be a new experience. Ask Abdul to get her around half past ten. In that time the house is in full activity. After he left, Vivienne back to the window, with the heart beating. I could not imagine that it is in place with Trent that such contempt ... Abdul was waiting for you with the car in time. Soon after, came to the city and entered a narrow alley which recalled the incident with the Moroccan boys and intervention of Trent. Abdul parked the car and led to the Cafe Anglais, which was opposite the sea. Abdul came after her, to the employees that compliance with real disdain Arabic. Vivienne looked around. The description of Robert had been very precise. The Caf had white walls, with arches in the Moroccan style, showing the tables where people hooka, and in an atmosphere typical. There were even parrots on the walls, worked in cages, lamps with soft lights and doors finely worked. Some Europeans playing chess. Waiters in turbans served to patrons. Trent came to receive it. You came right! Vivienne felt cramped next to Abdul, but Trent seemed at ease. Do not be worried joked, holding his arm. I promise I will not let it fall into the clutches of the children of hell. Come see the casino. Abdul Trent moved away and took her to one of the most distant arcs. On the other side

was an area with mosaics and pots of palms and new arcs, where the noise came from conversations and smoke of cigarettes. Following this, Vivienne reminded that Trent has always been fun when she showed the insult by sending a casino. It was irritated to see that it need never be justified. Across the area with mosaics, passed through another archway, into a busy room. Around the table of green cloth had a number of people men elegant, Moroccan official with turbans, young exotic clothing, women dresses with dazzling costumes and Arabs in Western and red turbans. Some were seated at the tables, betting, while others on foot, accompanied the game. Not quite Monte Cariou, but enough to amuse those who like to flirt with fate. While she looked the dealer and heard the noise of the ball that turned the wheel, he continued: Later I will give you some chips to try your luck at roulette or the letters, but we are taking something. Across an arc, went through a lobby with palm trees. The office of Trent was a long room, without windows, with walls lined with black and gold tacks. There was also a huge desk, divans covered with silks and a bar at the opposite wall. The decor was very different from the rest of the casino and Vivienne had been imagined by the previous owner. Trent went to the bar, bringing a bottle and two glasses. After I served the drinks, asked humorous: What do you think of the House of Sin? You can mock at will! Sometimes I think the game a disease she said, taking a sip of the drink. More or less as-of-home owners lose all the money in the Sunday bingo club? On a smaller scale, yes. Looking toward the rooms of the game, continued: I think some people out there have much to worry about than the little that is spent per week on a house. You're talking about a time when it is earned and lost fortunes overnight. Is no longer so. Today we spend more money on care. You trying to tell me that no one else loses his shirt, using a term from game? Naturally, when there are compulsive gamblers who feel a morbid pleasure in losing. But if you do not have the Caf Anglais, iran to any other place because it is in the blood. Men always find a way to take advantage of all the discussions Vivienne observed with air frustrated. Yes said Trent. We are trained since birth. He gave a laugh. A beat on the door interrupted the conversation. Came an old man, using the blue jacket of the casino employees. Trent made it: Andr, the head of the dealer. Nice. Andrew hit the heels, Vivienne greeting, then turned to talk in a low voice with his boss. Trent agreed, went to the bar and then to the amazement Vivienne, opened a bottle compartment, showing a safe. Unlocked it, took several sets of notes. After the dealer left with the money, he said, with a dry voice: It was for someone who broke the bank. As you can see, not the casino always wins. Looking at the clock, finished his drink. It's time to move between clients. He wrote a note on a piece of paper, and Vivienne walking to the door, told him: Take it in the box and ask how many chips you want. When you get tired, tell me, the man Abdul take it

home. The rooms were full of game now and Vivienne walked between the tables a bit, not knowing where to go. Do not bother to get the chips. I did not know what that night, but one thing was certain: it was not money. Interest that is sought by the way, observing the faces of people and impenetrable way played. It was there, trying to convince them that at least was better than staying in your room. When I was about to go try to say that Trent wanted to go, something happened that left paralyzed. Only interested in the only game you know, the wheel, not paid attention to the huge table in the middle of the room camper. Looking at the players who were around, his heart stopped. That skinny man with a used suit, looking intensely for letters he had in hand. There was something familiar in her hair ... nerve at the tip of his chin. The blood rose to his head, almost blinding her. Gary! Gary! It was Gary! Vivienne quickly looked around, thinking that everybody had learned their happiness, but soon saw that the atmosphere of the room not changed. With eyes bright, close to the table, delighted to be so close to Gary that he could touch his sleeve. I hope you raise your eyes to be able to laugh at their surprise. But he was listening carefully to the voice of the dealer, with eyes stuck on the letters. It was so long in that position she decided touching her arm and said timidly: Hello, Gary. How long have not we. He looked at her distracted while trying to locate it. Then he said, watching the letters: You are Vivi, huh? I am delighted said and laughed, though disappointed. You still remember my name! He was not listening. All her attention was turned to the gambling table, so she said doddery: I would be surprised if I said that you tried to Tangiers full? Something failed again. He cursing, and looking at the mad, mumble: Not now. Do not you see I'm busy? Vivienne has not had time to answer, because he saw Trent demand. Said, hoping that Gary pay attention: I gotta go now. Maybe ... But he was worried about the game and she had no courage to stay. Away from quickly, was to meet Trent. I was their demand. They arrived very drunk and some people think you better go. Abdul is waiting for you. Vivienne out mechanically, without connecting to anything else. Gary had found! In your room, whirl delighted. Imagine! Search the whole town and he had to be at the Cafe Anglais. How life was funny! Mal has to sleep and the next day, it was difficult to hide that feeling to be flying. In late afternoon, after a sketch from the bath and a swimming pool with Robert, she began to imagine a way to return to the casino. Was sure that Gary is one of the gaming tables. At the end of dinner, pretending naturally, asked for Trent: Are you expecting a full house, tonight? Recline in the chair, Trent said with a smile: The Caf Anglais is never very full. We have a regular clientele, and with the approach of summer, many tourists. But it is the type of entertainment that attracts a certain amount of people. Prefer well. Getting the glass, it said, as she now hoped to, visit the

night before: So, you liked to have gone to the casino last night? Of course. I found fascinating to see people around the table, but did not want to go through the pain of waiting for the right number. I believe said Trent, with an ironic smile. I heard you did not get the chips. But, if like this, you need to return. Oh, can I then? I mean ... She quickly lowered his eyes, looking for an excuse. As Robert is sleeping well, no reason for me to stay at home. I was recently arrested e. .. well, so good to get out a bit. I agree. Trent looked to. Also, I need to Abdul the casino, so as we both are happy. Ending the wine, he got up and pulled her a chair. Go to the casino where you want. I will do everything possible for you to enjoy. Oh, please! Do not bother me! I am pleased to be walking between the tables. Is that what you have to do. But I want all your wishes are met while under my roof. What kind of owner of casino would be if I could not do it by his girlfriend of my brother? Trent was very close when she stood up. It looked long, leaving her embarrassed, then said quickly: Good evening, Vivienne. See you later, then. Vivienne agreed containing their excitement to hear the sound of the car away. And Gary is not found? And if it is wrong to assume that he spent the nights in the casino? He felt that would not bear the disappointment. Entering the casino, his heart started to beat. Look at all the tables, hoping to find it any minute. When passing through one of the arches of coffee, is almost shocked with Trent. If Gary was not looking for tables, she would have seen. Now the only thing he could do was laugh at their stupidity. Well .. He held with both hands, leaving after their eyes to look. Very nice ... his clothes. And you're more than a scented garden. I am going to the office I think we have time to open a bottle of anything before the casino stuff. With great honor she said, joking. What more could we do? Not that I understood what he was in his head. Entering the office, Trent went for a bottle and two glasses on the bar. But when served a drink, Andrew entered. Apologies for the interruption claims, he turned to talk to Trent. So he left, was one of the waiters of the bar with a list in hand. While Trent explained something, Vivienne interrupted him to say: You are very busy today. I take a walk. Please continue. He followed to the door, saying air-worried: You can walk freely through the casino. But if you have a problem, talk to Abdul. I see it later in the game room. Vivienne Trent had hoped that much to do in the office to get in touch with Gary. Upon arrival in cinemas of the game, saw the boy near the wheel. Fortunately was not playing. Close to him easily, because there were many people around the table. Looking divert your attention from the roulette ball, Vivienne spoke firmly: Hello again. Betting too? Gary does not seem like the joke. After you examine it with air absence, said: So it was you who was here yesterday. I thought I had dreamed. It seemed a dream? She asked, eyes shining. It is four years, Gary. His name was making rounds and rounds in my head he continued, as if he had not

heard. Then I remembered! Vivienne Blyth, the time of the Hotel El Riad. He began to rummage in the pockets of the jacket. How are you? I. .. Vivienne would respond when he took some chips, muttered: One moment. Studied the small stack of chips and carefully spread to half of the table in several numbers, then warned that while the dealer would spin the wheel now, he divided attention between it and the table. What were you saying? Oh, nothing! She said, commenting after the numbers he had chosen. Why not play the number that gives you luck? The day of your birthday or something. Think about what could win. I never trust in luck. He followed the ball. You must calculate. The ball stopped and his chips were gone. What Gary does not feel disappointed, she asked: In life, as is treated? I can not complain. He shook his shoulders, moving in its latest chips. Now I am photographer. I left the music. Other people. The voice of the dealer's cut the conversation again. The other players spoke cheerfully. Waiting him out of the gambling table, Vivienne suggested: Here is the place to talk. Why not ... Wait a minute Gary moved in chips, studying the gambling table. Then he said with impatience: I follow the game. But do not bet and Vivienne become the talk: Why do not we take something? We could talk about the old days ... Come on, yes, any time these he agreed, with eyes on the table. Doing calculations again and Vivienne opportunity to look around. Is not intended to overlook the Trent and there he was, under the arch. His heart began to beat. Would he had seen talking to Gary?

CHAPTER SIX
Vivienne Trent was to meet in the middle of the room game. Holding the arm of her, he said: The place is getting full and we have some kind of society that likes to be seen in the famous Caf Anglais. Meet some of them. Vivienne relaxed to see that Trent was happy. Hiding his disappointment by the coldness of Gary, is prepared to meet new people. Trent, my dear! Cynthia was saying to ... A man bigodudo examined Vivienne, which is closer to grappling with Trent. While it was presented, observed the smiles and the glances of the group that was near the bar rooms of the game, people in society, indeed, judging by stylish women's dresses and suits for men and carved.

I said to Cynthia continued bigodudo man you should install a French restaurant here, as we have in Cannes. It would be a success! We are in Morocco, Derek Trent said with kindness. The Cafe Anglais was famous for it serves local dishes in a typical environment. In this case, my dear, should be called Moroccan coffee or something someone joked. I agree with Trent said another person. We eat French food at Hotel Eiffel. You prefer the dishes. But not before baccarat. A mature woman in a dress of satin, looked forward to the halls of the game. I know a man who earned a fortune. Doubled their bets thirty times e. .. And lost everything in the following night, of course. Everybody laughed. A charming woman asked: If I missed you accept my bracelet of bright as collateral is not Trent baby? None of ornamentals in the gaming tables Trent joked. Rule of the house. He asked for a drink Vivienne, who enjoy the sophistication of the group. With the arm of Trent around your shoulders, it was easy to participate in the conversation and time spent with it understood. Not thought about leaving until the time the group went to the tables of play: Trent said, then: It's getting late. Abdul will take her home. I sent it to the coffee, to end a confusion that was there. I'll see if it has solved. Vivienne agreed distracted, approaching the bar. When looked at the clock, saw that it was almost an hour. I was listening to the conversation of two men, when a hand touched his wrist and she realized that Gary was at his side. Hello! He said smiling. May I offer you a drink? No, thanks, just take a Vivienne replied, almost without breath. Won anything? No, I lost everything. Gary shook his shoulders. But I'm learning to be a good loser. It was thoughtful and then, as if you wanted to secure advice, he added with a smile: I saw you with Colby Trent, the actual boss. He is your friend? In a way, I guess so. How do you know so well? Gary offered him a cigarette. She refused, saying with a sigh: Long story. I love to hear stories. And we would not even talk about the old days? Vivienne looked to the arms in panic. Away from him suddenly, he said: Sorry, Gary, but I have to go. Trent is getting closer. Gary looked a little. Then with a sorrowful smile, he suggested: Well, if we can not talk now, that we meet tomorrow in Scheherezade ... for three hours? Vivienne thought quickly. The next day, Robert was going to the hospital. Generally Trent stayed at home. That could be? Will dare? Hastily, agreed: Okay! And moved away. Trent arrived soon after. Getting on his arm, said: The coffee is still confused. A group of sailors drank too much. I will follow it up outside. Abdul was waiting at the door. Vivienne farewell to the Trent and was in the car with the Arabic. I was very happy, but at the same time felt panic and grief by returning Kouda. What madness, to say that Gary found in the city in full light of day! And if someone saw

the? Despite the danger, the decision was taken. It would, of course. How could you avoid? The following day, was in the room, moving in their things, not to have to find Trent. Could not avoid the lunch, but as the day was warm, the meal was served outdoors. With Abdul Momeen and moving, the effort was not too large. Around half past two, when the house was silent, she descended the stairs quietly, with the heart beating in fear of finding Trent. Was not so important, because usually go after lunch for a walk by the property. But there was something in doing that leave worried when thinking about Trent. Therefore, he was relieved when he saw the gates of Kouda. Five minutes walk and could take a taxi, arriving just before the Scheherezade three. The cafe, near the Grand Mosque, was full of tourists. Vivienne looked forward, not afraid to find Gary in the midst of so many, but he was booked in at the inside. Saw that Gary was being discrete, even before her to suggest. He moved up and Vivienne, with a smile. Thought he could have praised her dress, but Gary just said a chair, saying: What do we ask? Nestled against the division of the reserved, Vivienne said, nostalgia: Why not take a vermouth? With this heat? I prefer a cold beer. Vivienne asked for a lemonade. Tried to convince them that, four years older, was not willing to take vermouth. Once the drinks arrived, Gary raised his glass in a toast fast, after drinking as if with great thirst. Vivienne was a little shocked by the appearance of it. The hair began to be scarce and there were wrinkles around the eyes and mouth, the casino that she had not noticed. But it was Gary, the man who did four years ago. Tell me about you. I am anxious to know what I been doing while in England. Nothing much. Already told y'all yesterday. I'm working in photography, with Jibaldi. He is on the streets of Fez photographing people and I reveal. Nothing very exciting, but it is a way of life. And the casino? It is the only place where I can still get a kick. Sometimes it happens ... I do not want to spend the entire life showing negative for Jibaldi. He finished the beer, looking at it with curiosity. Speaking at the casino, would you tell me yesterday was known as Colby as well. He added with a smile is not every day that is a friend of one of the richest men in Tangiers. As I said, is a long history. We have the whole afternoon. Got a cigarette. Vivienne he hoped the lights, then with a smile saying: You will not believe. Try. Vivienne noticed it a gesture of impatience. So began the story: Well, it all started with Lucy, a friend of mine. Vivienne would not reveal the secret to anyone, but Gary was special and she ended up telling the whole story. I understand. The eyes of Gary is narrowed between the smoke. Are you saying that the boy has no idea or the exchange? None Vivienne replied. Trent get Lucy when he knew there was more hope and I

arrived at her place. Robert is very happy and that is all that matters. He does not need to know the truth. I'm noticing. Gary moved the fingers in the mouth of the glass of beer, then asked: the same disease the boy is incurable? Sorry. Vivienne sighed. He is much weaker now and always exhausted around the hospital. His eyes showed affection. How is that life can be so cruel? Robert should live. He is so good, so delicate ... I love it. I do not want to do anything to hurt him. His thoughts away, gave a smile of apology. That is why I took away from you last night. Should Trent stay knowing the truth ... She shake. Colby so much like his brother? Much more than that. He loves his brother. Spend all the time looking for spare him any hassle. All of us, indeed. Robert is well. Everyone wants to protect him. Still getting the cup, Gary said, with forced smile: But should not be that bad living in the wonderful town that everybody sees out of Tangiers. They say it is full of works of art. I noticed Vivienne said with simplicity. Spent most of his time outside the home. Robert can still swim and there is nothing he likes more than ... She saw that Gary was not listening. He put the cigarette and seemed immersed in his thoughts. After looking at the clock, said: I gotta go. So early! Vivienne could not hide his disappointment. I heard you say that we had the whole afternoon. I was being very generous. Actually, I need to return to the laboratory. He got in his hand and said with emphasis: I see you again. How about tonight at the casino? Vivienne was very happy, but just responding: It is very risky, Gary. And thinking that he had not understood the situation, has to explain: Do not forget that Trent thinks that I am passionate by his brother. I can not show me very friendly with other men in the casino. I do not know what he can see bad about it. Gary shook his shoulders. Ladies bridal and even married, have fun in company of other men, when they are alone. What's more natural than talking with someone from time to time? He therefore concluded Vivienne. The night before was not so? The inimitable Derek, with his immense whiskers, was blatantly flirting with her and Trent did not find anything else. So agreed, before they change their mind. Okay, but not today. I am usually a bit with Robert when he spends all day outside the home. Tomorrow night. She knew that was asking too much, but if Gary did not bother with the illegal meetings. Fair enough. We expect that the casino is more full, around eleven, and nobody will notice anything. I need to run. After Gary left, Vivienne noticed that he had not paid the bill. But had no importance. His face shone with happiness while looking for the coins in the bag. When leaving, do not notice the tourists who were in the cafe or the movement that was in the street. While called a taxi, had not realized that talked about the old days. Now would be a long time. Gary wanted to review it and were understanding about Robert. What could she want more? That night, Vivienne was very courteous with Robert. He came back very tired from the

hospital, so she and Trent rose together in the elevator. Arriving in the room, put some books of poetry on the table-to-head and a bottle of glass filled with fresh water. Feeling the eyes of Trent while walking the room, had not wanted that feeling of guilt. After all, was his role representing the best possible way, but had to think of itself. Even so, Robert was depressed to see suffering. Recline on pillows, he commented, looking at a row of glasses of medicine at his side: All these drugs and none of them contains new life. Vivienne sat up in bed. She would do anything to dispel the fear and despair that was in their eyes. Robert embraced the, sinking his face into his shoulder. Embrace me, Vivi. Embrace me much. She and Trent dinner that night in silence. By Momeen seemed sad. After we left Trent, Vivienne went to the room, resolved to throw early. I knew that Gary was the casino, but was not in the mood to find it. When the sun shines in a clear sky, all the fears of the night seem to escape the darkness. The breakfast on the terrace was almost happy. Robert, more rested, ate well. The shirt printed that Trent wore emphasized her skin burned and his hair prematurely gray, and his eyes looked more blue than ever. Vivienne felt happy, without knowing why. That morning, in company of Trent and Robert, seemed perfect. Then, she and Robert were walking and in the afternoon, it is very fun in the pool. If life could always be so! If Robert ... Vivienne just thought about the meeting with Gary when he was to dress for dinner. Tried putting it carefully, choosing a dress that enhances the burning of your skin. Trent expected in the dining room. He looked long, but not made a comment. During the meal, spoke on the subject ever. It was the only dessert he said softly: You look very nice today, Vivienne. Thinking about going to the casino? You do not mind? No way. Is right for you and find different people prefer to be in the Cafe Anglais. As the night was hot, after dinner they went to a desk covered with creepers. Smoked in silence, watching the lights and hear the distant roar of the waves. When Trent has to enter the room, I passed the time that used to leave. Vivienne followed until the hall and then went to the room to touch up makeup and put a bit of perfume. Down a few minutes before ten o'clock and I would call Abdul when Trent appeared. Fortunately, managed to control the surprise. Closer, he explained: Abdul Mandei ahead. I thought we could go together, because we go to the same place. Great! Vivienne agreed, but his heart was stirred. Trent has never led to the casino. Their proximity in the shadows made it more aware of the promise he had made to Gary. Trent used the car wine. The City was full of people dining outdoors, walking the streets, sitting in cafes or on the way the various cabarets that attract tourists. Trent had to drive very slowly until you reach the casino. Before the Caf Anglais, there was a group of Moroccans who seemed to be discussing. Vivienne Trent felt his arm tight. When you entered the courtyard of the casino, he pulled closer. Then everything happened, suddenly. One of the men shouted, starting a fight. Corpos engalfinhados rolled on the floor, knocking down

everything. Drums rolled, and though it was nearing the door, Vivienne retreated to feel an object pointed scratched his leg. Trent cursing and pushed it gently, protecting it from the worst and shouting in Arabic with the Moroccans. Almost fell to enter the cafe, upstanding, to the jacket and the hair out of place, Vivienne Trent held. You okay? After examining the wound, but she smiled, seeing that it was only a scratch. Nothing. The yard was now empty. Trent put his hand in his pocket and gave him the keys to the office. Go get it. I'll call someone to clean it up here. Vivienne crossed the Coffehouse Nobody had noticed the incident and she could spend the tables with a relatively calm air. Across the arches, has contacted the office of Trent. There was a small toilet next door, washed the wound and is arranged, removing all signs of the fight. When Trent came back, she examined a map of Tangiers which was hanging above the couch. After I washed my hands, he asked with a smile: Are you still full? We were lucky to find a refuge once told with a laugh, looking after your legs for brunettes. I can not even be indemnified with a new pair of socks. In your leg had a small purple spot. Trent went to the cupboard above the sink and picked up cans of an ointment. This solves. Vivienne sat on the couch and he kneels by his side, moving gently in the ointment hurt. She noticed that the lapel of his jacket opened up due to the width of your shoulders. Notice the brightness of your shoes and the glare of bronze of her hair. When raised, he seemed worried. After what happened today, I will think twice about their coming to the casino. But why? A leg is not scratched. I do not want you to mix with staff that has appeared here. In this time of year there are people of all types, coming from the hills or the field. They come seeking employment and selling crafts to earn money and sometimes rises to the head. I'm sure that will not happen anymore. Maybe. But the port attracts troublemakers and many come here to stop the casino. We have had some unpleasant incidents. I do not want a woman involved in my family about it. He went to the bar get two drinks and Vivienne did not know what to say more. A few minutes later, several people began to enter the office to talk to Trent about the measures that were taken that night. Finishing his drink, Vivienne said: I take a walk. There must be something interesting happening on the gaming tables. He followed to the door, asking: Be sure that your leg is not bothering? I do not remember most of it. Once the door is closed, Vivienne was carefree. It was still early and the game rooms, were relatively empty. Went to the coffee bar, sitting in a high banks to pass the time. As was already known, began to talk with one of the waiters, to realize that there were people waiting to be served. The game had more room to move now, but were not filled. Vivienne close to a table to

watch the game. I was thinking of Gary and a voice at his side said: "Hello, I was your search", their first reaction was shock. In a low voice, said: I thought we were expected to stay home full. OK as if he agreed very interested in the distribution of chips on the table. We seek a hidden table in the Cafe Gary pulled her gently and she finally agreed, trying to find that he was not important. Already knew many of the frequenters of the casino. Sooner or later some of them could offer you a drink? Trying to convince them that was worrying for nothing, through the lobby next to Gary and entered the caf, looking for a convenient table. In a dark corner, and a range further away, there was a table with a small lamp. Once the drinks arrived, Gary got in your hand. Honey, as well find it again. I was very upset to have it left as quickly that day. You excuse me? Vivienne did not know if it was a tension that left numb and a little confused with the courtesy of Gary. Of course! She gave a laugh. Explained that you had to go back to work. Not thought about it. So you thought no more about me? He looked hurt. I was counting the hours until you can see it again. And now we have to do so. A kind of hide-and-seek, is not it? Vivienne's voice was full of remorse: Sorry, Gary. I explained the situation. Thought you understood that Robert ... Do not misunderstand me. I do not want to create problems, if that helps the sick boy. Because I'm crazy to embrace it and all I can do is offer you a drink. The head of Vivienne turned. It was the moment he had waited for four years. Gary wanted it back. She wanted to feel the happiness that invading always thought that this time. But I was too tense. Perhaps everything had happened very quickly. Perhaps the concern about the sweetness Robert was perplexed she did not know. The truth is that the image of Trent kneeling by her side, passing the ointment on his injured leg, do not leave your head. Riu to remove the memory and consoled Gary: Do not bother. They are more exciting. We need that? She must have given the impression of being lost before both burning, because he continued, changing the subject where did you sought me? How do you know that I was still in Tangiers? Well, that was funny. I went to all the places we used go ... Vivienne took a sip of the drink and then told he had gone to the Casbah and the old town and walked the streets and the parks, but all the time had the impression that Gary was not listening. When finished, he shook his hand, saying: Do not worry. Now we are together and that is all that matters. They were talking for more than twenty minutes. Looking around, a little worried, Vivienne suggested: It is better to go back to the game room? I have a better idea. Get up, Gary has led it to a door with grade of iron which had later. Entered the gardens of the casino. The air was scented by lemon and palm trees shaken their leaves against the dark sky. Could hear the roar of the waves. Gary hugged and she felt the lips, before they become accustomed to the darkness. After a

few moments, he muttered: This is better. Like old times. Gary the hugging! How many times had imagined this moment! It should be vibrating in his arms, kissing him, but could not take his eyes from the lights of the game rooms. Finally, concerned whispered: We take care, Gary. Someone might see us. Is not nobody here at this hour of the night responded by continuing to embrace it. Some old garden walk this afternoon, but now is not nobody. Gary made kiss her and she tried not to think of anything else. He seemed to take an eternity to release it, then resumed walking. Vivienne wanted to come but did not know how to suggest it without appearing rude to Gary. When he made the talk, found that worried about the danger they ran. We must be careful. Fortunately we are safe. I do not know whether I can return to the casino, Gary. Trent said that it is not like the idea. There was a fight at the entrance when we arrived. Apparently he does not want me to come here anymore. Do you think he suspects something? I'm not sure. She bit his lip, worried. Remember the moments spent with Trent, shook his head, saying with a little of desperation I would like to know both! Walked a little more thought and she added: Sometimes, I think he suspects that I am not so in love with Robert look on. After a few moments, Gary smiled. Probably it's just imagination, but we must take care not to ruin everything. We come now separated. And do not worry, honey! I think the story very entertaining. Are you an angel, Gary. Glad you understand the situation. Vivienne felt relieved to return to the Caf through the darkest places, has come close to the bar. Shortly after, he went to the rooms of the game, which were now full. Walked a little, but the joy of the beginning of the night seemed to have evaporated. The clandestine meeting with Gary to let a little irritated. I only wanted to go Kouda. Trent was in a group near the bar of the casino. Vivienne did not know if he turns or not. At the baccarat table, a lady appeared to be gaining much. Vivienne was repairing as the chips are multiplied when Trent approached. Our best customer said in a low voice, showing a lady. She believes math and have a system that works reasonably well. Do not want to know anything else. But you did not bother to make it so? Vivienne asked not believe. Not really. It is a good advertisement for the place. And are not all geniuses of mathematics Vivienne observed. Exactly. After I walked a little around the tables, Vivienne said casually: I know that Abdul is in demand at that time of night, but it could be that I take home? You okay? Trent stopped to look at it. The leg is hurting? No. The casino is now very full and it is late. It would appear more convincing. It was your imagination or Trent to examine deeply while excuse? Vivienne was afraid to fail, but, finally, he dismissed the look. Abdul was here right now. I find him. Once again, without giving her time to calm down.

I told Abdul that you want to go home. Vivienne thanked, by dismissing it. While away, he felt that the eyes of the accompanying Trent.

CHAPTER SEVEN

Robert had another collapse the next day. Vivienne nadava alongside, when he closed his eyes suddenly and sank like a stone. Haroun and immediately plunged, bringing it out, wet your hair away from your face and packaged as if it were a child. Vivienne was almost crying, but his face white and tense of the Trent did forget to itself. Robert helped to engage in robe and followed him into the room, while Trent called the doctor. The house was very quiet. The employees moved up silently and no one spoke. Finally, the doctors were away and Vivienne came to the upper left. He found Robert sitting in bed. His face was pale, but he smiled. Trent was more relaxed. Suggested that all of the dinners in the fourth brother that night and, after the table was stowed and the three sit in front of the lights of the city, the nightmare seemed to have finished. Vivienne prayed that night, before going to bed. Robert down for breakfast the next day. The doctors did not see any reason for him to stay in the room, a very pleasant time of year. Vivienne was relieved, because Robert would be outdoors, but the view of the room was wonderful. During the morning, they went through their favorite places, and in the afternoon, played sketch. Leaving the pulp and paper on the table beside the pool, Trent was part of the game for the first time. Vivienne does not play well with him watching, but not bothered. Robert was delighted to compete with his brother and that she left jogassem alone. Looking Trent and Robert disputing a happy departure, was more pleased than if you were playing. At the end of the game, which ended tied, went to a forest of trees, where hammocks were armed in the shade. Robert seemed tired. Vivienne has wiped his forehead with a handkerchief and tenderly dismissed the blond hair that insisted on falling in the face. Do not imagine that he still had energy, so was surprised when the boy went into the arm and pulled his belt. You are so perfumed as a flower. Robert got a bunch of her hair, smiling. You know what it? A lily-of-valley. He looked at the sky look as inspiration, and continued: I can see that flowers are my feet, and delicate fragrances that exude his arms ... Vivienne quake. Always felt perplexed when he recited to her, but knew it was just a way of expressing your feelings. I would be sensitive to answer, but Lucy and I was not sure he would be disappointed with that. Was still more embarrassed with the presence of Trent, preparing the drinks. Looking disguise their embarrassment, got up, saying:

I think we need to cut your hair. While that Trent took the cup offered him, Robert, looking disappointed, said to his brother: You do not think women are changing, Trent? There was a time when they pass out of pleasure at the sound of a guitar and a voice mutter things romantic. What we see now? I just whisper words of pure gold for my girlfriend and she will tell me I need to cut your hair! Vivienne felt better look at the glass. She felt very vulnerable when their identity was called into doubt. But Trent said quietly: You may not Vivienne tune with the poets and their words, boy. She looked then. I was suspicious or knew? As always, his face was a mystery. Robert was saying: You're Wrong, Trent. Vivi is very poetic heart. When we wrote, we used our cards with verses end. She immediately replied, pretending serenity: Nobody seems to realize that the poets must be in its proper place and that the reality is more interesting than a musty past. Writing letters is one thing. But when the person is on the side, who need the poets to tell how to behave? Robert took it to the wrist and pulling the face of Vivienne in with your said to Trent: Do you think that is the air that leaves Tangiers so prosaic? Ensure that it is, Rob Trent replied. Their eyes met, but although she thought that had gone well, with Trent could never be sure. Recovered was taking a sip of your drink. That is it! . With Trent could never be sure. The days went down, but Robert has not had the same vitality. Vivienne was the whole day with him, leaving it only at night, when I would rest. In his room, wrote long letters to Lucy. It was annoying having to tell her that Robert was becoming increasingly weak, but knew her friend wanted to know the truth. The nights were warm and fragrant. Vivienne was now in the room with the door open, hearing the distant noises of the city. Trent not prohibited from going to the casino, but she had no desire for peace in exchange for nothing Kouda. After the dinner, after they rose to see if Robert was not needing anything, Abdul said that the would not leave and he went to the casino. Gradually, it was used to entertain in the huge house. One night, while reading a noise drew his attention. It seemed something hitting the window glass. Was to see if the bolts were well sealed, but did not see anything. Bad start to read, listen to the noise made: This time, was sure that was not imagination. Dropping the book, went to the balcony which accompanied the top of the house. It was all dark, but his heart beat when he saw a shadow was moving. Before he could react, he heard a voice: Do not be afraid. Me, Gary. Gary here! Vivienne suffocated a cry and fell at the stairs that were on the side. He came to meet her, and in the darkness, Vivienne could see your smile. I was wondering when you would hear the pebbles hitting the window. I thought it was your room, it was the only illumination. She looked around, scared.

Gary, you should not have been here. Do not worry, it looked before. He tried to hug her. The house is in silence. There is nobody here. But there are employees she said, wheezing. And we could see them from outside. The house was filled with objects of art and she knew Trent had several guards around the property. And if any of them appear? Nervous, she started to think, and then an idea. The flag! Nobody there to see. Come. She pulled the. I know where we can be. He followed in the darkness that led to the shortcut flag in ruins with a pitch so slow and carefree that irritated. Vivienne was bored with the flock of birds when passed through a door collapsed, convinced they were making noise enough to attract the attention of all guards. With the heart throb, trying to hear some noise when Gary got to the arms and forced her to kiss him. Vivi was so shaken that wanted him out, but he is not disturbed, as if she had no choice after a while, stopped, trying to match up kiss. But Vivienne was thinking in the home and guards and his neck began to hurt. I never imagined that I could find unpleasant the prolonged hugs Gary. This business of him wanting to pursue a sort of monopoly and the irritated, but against their dreams, freed up from your kiss. Gary seemed to have not noticed anything. Continued holding his waist. You're scented like a go for the harem odalisque. Your hair is wet and odoriferous. I just wash it. She tried to not sound harsh, trying to convince it that it was absurd be angry just because Gary wanted to see it. He was saying, and close to your face: I came here this afternoon. It was very easy to find it, then I saw the location of the orchards and the home. Vivienne heard horror, then criticized it: It should have been here, in the light of day, Gary. It is very risky. Do not worry. Nobody saw me. His smile seemed forced, but he embraced again. I am not boring you not have gone more to the city. This is much better than the casino. But it is very risky? So close to home? She tried to disguise their fear, trying to be sensible. We expect a few days. Find a better solution. Let's see. Your lips have become insistent and she had to yield to his demands. But when it started to strive to remember that was with Gary and to be happy in his arms, he released, beginning to walk with impatience. Seemed pensive. I better go. May feel their absence in the house and want to be seen in the casino. Vivienne did not understand what he meant, but not lost time with that. Gary wanted to leave soon, to return to the room before they were discovered. Outside the pavilion, she muttered: In addition, there is a shortcut quickly through the orchard. Do not worry, I know the way. He suddenly embraced, making kissing her, then fired Bye, honey. Not discouraged. Everything is going right. After he disappeared, Vivienne quickly returned to the house. Lost a few minutes trying to shake the branches concerned that their dress and their blood froze when he heard a bark. Hold your breath, expecting the worst, but the dog stopped. Relieved, went to the house. Wanted to return to the stairs outside the room and was already around the house when the lights were kindled and Momeen appeared.

Miss! His eyes were staring. You okay? I heard noise. Where are the guards? I heard something. Vivienne tried to give the impression that was just left. I think guys were playing something close to the gates. Nothing serious. She decided to enter the house, and to climb the ladder, said: It is all calm. Good night, Momeen. Vivienne has barely sleep and next day was one of the worst since his arrival in Kouda, if believed could be that Lucy Miles. He meals a terrible agony, thinking that at any time Momeen would make a vibrant description of the noises heard that the night before. Nor can relax in the pool or in the field, gaff hook, because every time I raised my eyes, felt a terrible fear of seeing Gary in one of the shortcuts in the garden. She knew the Trent looked. He was pale, and although quite Risse and are very active, it could not remove his nervousness. Hoped that this could be attributed to the disease of Robert. Moreover, he wanted to go straight to bed, which meant that it would have dinner alone with Trent. I would say that I was tired, but was afraid to draw attention with this attitude and gets ready for dinner as usual. Down decided to go ahead. Trent would prefer a delay, but as always, was in the room. Very elegant, already ready to go to the casino. He felt that he looked as puxava the chair. Were still taking soup when he asked, avoiding any more social conversation: You are not feeling well? Seems to be the limit of its forces. She was alarmed, but controlling it, replied: Fine. A little tired, maybe. If you are running out, talk to Rob. He has much effect on the water and forget that a girl is not so much resistance. She could not find a convincing answer, and afraid that he wanted to deepen, he said hurriedly: Many times I thought his brother needed something besides ... Koud. I know he has a wonderful swimming pool and the field of sketch you had done, and are distracted in the house. But it is a very small world for someone of his age. I tried to encourage Rob to bring new people here to home, but you have to settle with him. Perhaps the people become more aware of their disease. Oh, was not thinking of us! Vivienne said, with a growing idea in the head. Who knows ... a change of scenery? That is, if he has strength. Trent was thinking. Rob goes to the hospital every week. A few kilometers more will not affect you, but he has shown no desire to leave Kouda. But think how it would do well, Trent. Vivienne supported on the table. Robert told me that was never an island. You may not be very difficult to visit one. I'm sure that a change would be great for him. Trent looked with a curiosity and saw that she was defending his argument with great force. Without taking his eyes from his face ruddy and his eyes bright, he said: There Tahad the island in the bay of Tangier. It is a private, but I know the owner. Can I convince you to lend me his house in summer. Looks great. Vivienne now talking with animation. Robert will not bother with people and the small islands are better. And then everything will be new. He will love the idea. I guess, when you count Trent said dryly. She was too excited to watch the rest of the dinner and, when raised, he asked, trying to hide his excitement:

When you find that your friend, owner of the island? Maybe tonight. He always goes to the casino. You mean we can go soon? Holding the chair, Trent said calmly, although she knew that he examined closely: When you want to go? Oh, tomorrow! The idea was so good that it does not bother with what Trent could find. Can we talk to Robert in the morning and if he can like leaving after lunch. Can we really? I make it happen. In this case she smiled, before you depart -, I go get my stuff. Heard on the car and, while upside down in their drawers, thought of Robert, convinced that he needed to make this trip. If it had not much time for life, should do all the exciting things that could before ... before ... No use thinking of the future. Robert was very excited when she told you everything the next morning, especially when he learned that the island was a natural saltwater pool and a private beach. Trent already had everything right and in the middle of the afternoon, they were already installed on the island Tahad. Although they could see the white buildings of Tangiers and even Kouda, a tip on the hill, it seemed that were in another world, away from everything, with the sea green around the canopy of pines and carpets of wild flowers. The beach was a long strip of golden sand, a small tip of the island. Despite not have the grandeur of Kouda, the house was very comfortable. And then that Robert rested and get all of that finished, we explore the silver. The sun was very hot and the breeze coming from open sea was refreshing. Once discovered they could not push a wheelchair in the sand baby, so they had to invent a way to take Robert to the beach. While Haroun was dried branches seek to secure the land, Trent planned a path to the edge of the sea. It seemed strange seeing him in shorts, with her hair disheveled, while working. Vivienne helped plan it and, later, to prepare the way of dried leaves. It was an ambitious project and was exhausted when finished. Robert was very excited, so did not expect to experience the way they had done to him, Haroun and called for a spin. Then they moved away, Trent was sitting next to Vivienne in the sand. She was looking at the sea, with lips ajar even a smile, enjoying the freedom I felt delicious. More happy, now that Rob won his island? She thought about Kouda, closed and deserted, with the guards guarding the property, and agreed. Yes, I was happy. After looking at the sea for a few minutes, Trent said: You will find a package in the room. I thought I would need something to use here on the island. Vivienne turned their eyes happy for him. A gift? For me? You get threatened tatterdemalion not remember? I thought that for the good of all, to do something unique for that swimsuit. Vivienne reminded of the discussion because of the bikini. It seemed so far away now ... They have not fought more recently. Lowering his eyes, thanked: Well, thank you. The wheelchair was back. Waving, excited, Robert shouted:

Hey! You should see the birds in a forest behind the rocks! Looks like a chicken. I wonder why not bring binoculars! Calm down Trent said, rising up. I brought. Are there. Vivienne Robert was with the birds look across the beach and just at sunset could open the package that was in his room. Found two JEANS with Indian designs, a set of two pieces and two short caftan. Clothes were beautiful and Trent knew choosing the right size, because it served perfectly. After that doubled, his eyes were filled with tears. Thought it was getting silly. Dinner in a spacious courtyard, with the windows open and the waves breaking on the rocks slowly, almost under their feet. The perfume of the trees mixed with the reek of the sea and the night was dark, with nothing to remind you that civilization before them, on the continent. Robert Vivienne dined with them and was moved to see the shine of novelty that was in their eyes, messy hair, with smell of sea. She was happy and, as he had for what Trent had seen, thought happy with herself, to leave out Kouda, really a great idea. Haroun came to get him little after nine. Vivienne sat on a sofa in the living room with a magazine. Trent, a seat in front, seemed immersed in a book. Around ten o'clock, he closed the book and said with a smile: I think here there are only police books. Maybe the owner of the house find the island an ideal place for this kind of reading. I would rather read something more fun Trent said, looking at the bookshelf, but to make reference to it. You do not go to Cafe Anglais? Vivienne wanted to know. Trent sank into the chair. I Andrew taking account of the gaming tables. And Abdul knows the routine of the office. He will in my place. Vivienne looked bright for the photos and the headlines without seeing anything. The silence of the house was disturbed only by the murmur of the light sea breeze. Trent wanted to offer him a cigarette, because I would like to smoke now. But he was sitting, or at least was what appeared, looking for shoes. She turned the pages of the journal, aware of the noise that were dry when Trent suggested: Come take a walk on the beach? There was light enough to look the way. The left lanes of sea foam at your feet. Walked the beach in silence, hearing only the squeak of wet sand which accompanied their steps, while the wind blows sweetly. Across the entire beach, and were then dismissed to their rooms. Life on the island was wonderful. Trent carrying his brother to get a boat and then did tours around the island. Swam in the saltwater pool, a lovely place beside the house, surrounded by palm trees and foliage. Also swam in the sea. Even Robert. Lying by his side in the hot sun, Vivienne tried not notice that he was stunted. Or, with a knot in my throat, trying to convince it that, at least, was making up the days he left. He went to the hospital with her type resigned, insisting that no one monitor, not Abdul. Vivienne then extended to the sun, while Trent read the newspaper. They burned a lot about life in contact with the sea and the sand in a landscape so different from the luxury of Kouda. Trent seemed very dark, with your hair when you flick

helped Robert to play the fishing line with their teeth strong and white, shining, when remava at sunset. Vivienne wanted to stop living, so they could continue forever, without any interference from the outside world. It seemed that nothing could break the magic of those long days of summer and those starry nights. And that was said to Trent, a night in which the beauty of the sky caused her a torrent of words. They were in front of the house, looking at the moonlit sea, and was already too late. Everything is so perfect! Vivienne lounge in climbing, sighing. Looks like nothing could ruin both welfare. But there was, and both knew it. She felt angry. Distressed, turned to him, saying with all my heart: I wanted both to do something, Trent. He looked long, adding: As I said before, you are a strange girl. Why? Vivienne he returned to his eyes filled with tears. Why I do not want Robert die? No. That is natural. He shook the shoulder, as if he wanted to dispel this thought, then continued: You spend the whole time spoiling Robert as a very dear sister. But seeing you now, I almost believe that he is all for you. She quickly lowered his eyes, thinking better not make any comment. Moved, and also wanting to change the subject, said with a gesture of discouragement: Talking is no good. If there was anything we could do! Robert is so sweet and sensitive! Does not deserve to have their lives cut so early. Even though he is not here to hear you talk that way said Trent with severe air. Men like to repress their emotions Vivienne said with impatience. But women are not. Sometimes, a good open vociferation help. You can cry, but it will not cure Rob Trent said in his self-control and Vivienne got mad at herself. Knowing that he should be much more sad that it was shot in his chest, bubble: Oh, Trent! I want so much that Robert is happy! Since we arrived here, everything looks like a fabulous dream. I do not want to spoil anything. Should continue forever. Maybe Trent said sweetly. May continue. He caress your hair, then looked at it with a smile. You go by boat to the pond cypress, on the west side of the island? Can we? Yes I went and asked tour is very safe. I heard that there is different qualities of fish. But we have to wake at dawn to enjoy the peace of the place. Trent prompted to purposely into the house and go to the bedroom, she said with a smile: Robert will love it. While the days go smoothly, she and Trent knew what it could not last. But what happened, suddenly ending the delicious life on the island, was something that none of them expected. One afternoon, Vivienne has been with Robert for the woods beyond the beach, watch the birds. Then sat down to watch the sea, listening to the relaxing sound of waves to break on the rocks. Vivienne had often pushed the wheelchair, with no difficulty, for a shortcut that went down the beach. Usually it recline on a stone near him, chose a project that afternoon at his feet. Robert was dreamer:

You know? He said, looking at the horizon. Never thought I would see so much water. Living well surrounded by sea, beginning to think that we are really insignificant. It means depressing even Vivienne said, laughing. Now you know how it is living in the middle of the ocean. He agreed, looking around. You got me an island, Vivi. Always be grateful. Ever. How much time would be for Robert? A week? Two weeks? Hiding your emotions, she said happily: The merit is not mine. Trent who was convinced the owner that we could come here. You two are now giving better noted Robert pensive. Trent and I were always friends she lied. How come I could not I get along with your brother? You are adorable. Your eyes reflected emotion. I would do without you, Vivi. Afraid that he was very romantic, she said, joking: Well, you have to spend half an hour away from me. Maurice promised me reveal the secret of his sufl of apple. Looking at the sun that would, he added: And now we must return. If it is too dark, we will not hit the road. You are right he sighed, resigned. Would raise, when all of a sudden happened. Do not imagine that the projection of rock which could offer both sitting danger. When tried to secure the foot, it was too late. Feeling slipping, has been steady. Perhaps Robert has extended a hand to hold it, or it has gripped the arm of the wheelchair. The fact is that in the next moment, she was estatelada had in place and slide the wheelchair, with Robert, rolava beating on the rocks. They were little more than a meter tall and had bags of sand, beyond the reach of the sea. But Vivienne nearly fainted when he saw the wheelchair and empty Robert fallen on the rocks. Her screams attracted Trent, Haroun and all employees. When they arrived, Robert had managed to sit. When you see the frightened faces, said with a grimace: Do not worry, I'm fine. But his arm was twisted in a strange and his face, gray. Trent had called the doctor and, for some time, there was much excitement in the house. When everything stopped, I was dark and Trent went to the boat to follow the doctor. In return, Vivienne expected near the door, which often were looking at the moonlit sea. On hearing his footsteps, she turned, dismayed with voice asking: How is he? Better than expected. Trent CPR seemed to want it. Rob broke the wrist and has some scratches. Now take a sedative and sleeping. It was my fault. The eyes of Vivienne were full of tears. Trent seemed exhausted but said gently: Rob told me what happened. You slipped and he tried to save it. Should not be criticized. But I was to blame for everything! Vivienne cried. Sat in a dangerous place and not see that the wheelchair was too close to the edge of the stone. And Robert ... he is already going through so much and still had to fall on the rocks! She shook hands. Could have been me!

It would have been much worse Trent said. Rob has played rugby, remember. He knows fall. Extend the arm to calm her, and her voice was much softer. Control is Vivienne. Accidents happen. We go back? His eyes sought the face of Trent. I guess. Rob has to take care of the wrist and can not stay in this island state. But there is no reason why the life is less pleasant in the village ... or is there? He considered. No. .. of course not. She tried opinion resigned. Then it was get your stuff, with a vein throb in the throat. Kouda went back and she could not tell that Trent was afraid

CHAPTER EIGHT

Robert felt a lot of wrist pain, and one or two days after returning Kouda, was forced to stand. The fall shook the very most of and I admit, but tried to show happy, was very weak. Vivienne read for him, especially his favorite books of poetry, the shade of trees near the pool. I would read how he wanted to hear. Sometimes Robert had read that high, I had to have idea of how a poem should be recited and she was moved to the wealth of sentiments that were in his voice. Robert went to the room very early and she had long hours to fill at night, after Trent went to the casino. Spent time browsing the books in the library or playing a disc. Left to go to the room as late as possible, already at bedtime. One night, Vivienne went very late and I was thinking of taking a warm bath before you put between the sheets, when he saw a figure behind the counter. Gary had gone up the stairs outside and look at the room luxuriously furnished, with a nasty smile on his lips. Are you doing well as girlfriend of the brother of a man very rich ... Vivienne went to the door, his face white as chalk, muttered: Gary! You should not have been! Looking around, scared, got on his arm. We can talk here. I know not. With an air stubborn, he Fitou furniture, a bed covered with a quilt of damascus. It seems the ideal place for a conversation. Intimate ... comfortable ... The flag. Vivienne please seek it. You know it's much safer. As agreed with her, Gary began to descend the stairs with a smile as strange that the nerves of Vivienne rebelled at risk if they were running. It seemed an eternity until you reach the flag with almost the Vivienne pushing all the time. It seemed that her heart would burst for both effort and anxiety, but Gary did not give you time to breathe. Hold it as soon as the flag came, and said testy: You told me that would not leave. Actually think it was fun to come here and find the house closed? I have not had time. Vivienne tremble with his rudeness. It was resolved an hour to another. I could not warn you. His smile was cruel, after he spoke with a voice more pleasant: Well, his disappearance was very inconvenient for an hour to another. But now you

come back, so be it. He hugged his mouth and crossed the neck of Vivienne, as asked: Did you miss me? Well .. I have not had much time to think .Forcing a smile, she moved away slightly. It was all very confusing and Robert had an accident. That is why we return. What kind of accident? Is he right? She thought the voice of Gary was rude. He broke the wrist explained. You are very upset and does not help their condition. No, not help it Gary said, almost joking. Making embrace it, with force, he added: Anyway, let's talk about the same boy. You and I have to resolve some things. He kissed with a brutal sort of satisfaction, then slightly raising his head, muttered: Not that we know of your room. We could have closed the curtains and spent the night there. Vivienne has been away from, and said shocked: Actually, Gary! I do not know how you can suggest such a thing, knowing that there is a patient at home. Have you ever been Puritan way, if I fail the memory. He smiled with lust. But now older and older girls often change. His hands go now bluntly the body of Vivienne, the departed, revolted: I changed that much! I do not know what you expect coming here this time of night. But it is what I think is best to leave as soon as possible! She saw a glow in the eyes of Gary. That smile was still uncomfortable in their lips. Our little Vivienne cooled suddenly? Muttered. You went looking for me, is not remembered? Turned the city-edge head. Came to that sad story of the boy in the wheelchair and now we want to remember the meetings we had, say, and so romantic. I'm weird ... There was something that Vivienne had been asking in recent days, but now it was time to think about it. I do not know why! Responded immediately. That night in the table found in the casino, you had no great hurry to leave the game ... Of course not, honey! So you think was the main attraction of all this history of cover and sword? You think I tried to engage openly with friends of Colby and the casino that I was waiting for the opportunity, as a Romeo despised, because he was in love with you? It is better to explain law Vivienne spoke calmly, but started to feel a tightness in the stomach. With all the pleasure. The face of Gary was hard. I have no money to live decently. There are thousands of people like me in Tangiers. Let's play forward, how can we get money, waiting a chance to get a kick. Well, my turn came. Vivienne's voice was weak, but she could not say clearly: I do not understand it, Gary. And I prefer not to hear more. You better go. Okay. He shook his shoulders, approaching the door. But I can not promise that your dear Robert has not disturbed their dreams. What Robert is with that? Vivienne asked concerned. No, honey. Gary to look very safe. So, you better not be a hurry to get rid of me. You know, my love, have a plan. Colby has lots of money, I have not even a penny. He would not want his brother was aware of everything that I know. So in return, we will relieve you of a bit of their money.

The blood froze Vivienne. You think I will participate in a plan so devious? The truth is that I am ready to tell you Robert is in place that Lucy does not know what said Gary displeasing. Looking for where insured, Vivienne suffocated a cry: You can not do that! He would die! I know, my love. That is why you do what I say. Now listen. Gary's voice was harsh. I lost a lot of time waiting for you appear. Now, I want to solve everything at once. You are known in the casino and knows the habits of Trent. I have noticed and discovered that he leaves the office at around midnight and then is almost all the time in the game rooms. Tomorrow night, you and I will find an excuse to go to his office after midnight. We should not be disturbed while the relief of the casino profits. You're crazy if you think this could work! The money is in safe and Trent has the only key. He always locked the door of the office when you go to the halls of the game. Well, that is with you, baby said Gary lightly. There should be two sets of keys, because sometimes he goes to the casino. Living in the same house, you should know where his room. Will not have problems to find them. You think then that I will seek the keys to the safe in the room of Trent? Asked Vivienne tremendous. I do not, sure, baby! Gary said with a smile. You like both of Robert who will not want to hurt him. No more wasting time. I have to go and you need to return to the room, not to feel its absence. Let's meet tomorrow night in the casino, at half past eleven. And if you're thinking about missing, forget it. Vai be worse for the man's wheelchair. Vivienne was paralyzed. He also once again, taking two fingers to the forehead, making a sign oath as gag her. Later, I lived, my love. Sweet dreams. And it was gone. Vivienne did not know how he returned to the room. Tonta of fear and horror, grabbed up the curtains, the lights turning while trying to think clearly. It would be a hideous nightmare? Would not agree with a sigh of relief? If you could ... Shot in a chair unable to believe what had happened. Gary, the man who thought love oh, yes, now you know that since that first meeting at the casino, she did not want to admit. knew that he changed. Always a bit lewd, lascivious was more than ever, but Vivienne still picked up a dream, the dream of how it had felt to nineteen years, when what he believed was love. While other young people with ease through the first disappointments of love, she stubbornly picked up, no doubt because his pride was hurt by something that never happened to a boyfriend on holiday. How to track everything clearly now! Or is that already had learned anything from the first moment, in the gardens of the casino when Gary hugged? It was in panic, bringing to the fourth floor. Think about it that way now? Had been irreparably compromised with Gary. Gave him, telling him the role in representing Kouda. Now, he threatened to seek Robert. Have courage? Shook hands in the mouth, wondering. Of course you would! It was a cruel man. Thought of Robert. He loved her, thinking it was Lucy and had written all those letters. Does she know that endure, Vivienne, was an impostor? Someone who agreed to present a paper to let you happy just because Lucy is the real thought very ugly? He

does not hold. Robert could not know. After a night in the clear, she stood up, agitated, and fell for breakfast. Fortunately it was day of Robert go to the hospital, so that only that store had a smile during the meal. It was not difficult, because the Gary plan to empty the vault of the casino looked fantastic in the light of day. Later, when I was going to the pool, the enormity of what had to do it shook so that your knees fraquejaram before arriving in the chair. Trent, who approached the table with a folder under his arm, held it, while asking their eyes examined his face done: What is it with you? Mal opened his mouth today. Too much sun, I guess. Try opinion cheerful, but his voice was horribly wobbly. I rest a little. Definitely going. Trent after a deck chair under an umbrella and she felt so nervous that almost took a shock to find him blue eyes and listen: Best way? Vivienne has agreed, unable to speak. But at that moment, she would give anything to feel the comfort of their delicate hands. Of their hands. He recalled that night in the casino office, when Trent kneels to pass ointment on his wound, and from that time on the island of Tahad, where he caress her hair while the embrace. And just to remind it already felt reconfortada. I wanted it to continue so. Even to plan a vacation on the island forced to dodge a little. The truth emerged only now, when the well-being was threatened, when something horrible too would blow it completely. While the fog of the past and his involvement with Gary is distance, away forever by this new emotion, he realized that no man meant so much to her about Trent. What felt by Gary seemed insignificant before the power of his love for the man who was by his side, as a spark to a flame compared doddery strong and everlasting. All this came to mind in a flash and she realized that her eyes were still trapped in the Trent. With the head held in fl pad, felt the need to tell you everything. It seemed that Trent was waiting to hear what she had to say. It was indecisive, but then lowered his eyes, looking unconcerned: I will rest awhile in the shade. With the torn heart, knew that he had not choice but to do the will of Gary. Trent does not feel lack of money in the safe and secret from Lucy would be intact. Semicerrados eyes, realized that Trent is out, sitting up from the table. His head turned. Luckily Robert was saved in hospital. But to think that would get the keys to the vault before that night, sweated cold. As for lunch, train of anxiety and nervousness, but dared not let Trent understand. Talked with him without knowing what they were eating, given the key to the problem. Had to search the room of Trent while he was busy elsewhere in the house. But how? I could not stop the trembling of his hands, and all the time drop the fork and knife. One hour, nearly toppled the glass of water. Trent, watching her commented: You must rest in his room this afternoon, with the shutters closed. For me, this is much more than sun. I'm fine now the Vivien faced. I had to go to the casino tonight. Anyway, must rest he said, firmly.

Vivienne did not want to discuss, so he added: I had a bit of a headache this morning. But I think one or two hours of rest will prepare me ... for the night. But, when lifted, almost fell. Trent has a hand to hold her and accompanied her to the door. He then came a wonderful opportunity. The controller orchard was waiting in his hall. Generally. came once a week to account for service, passing time with Trent in the library. She would have time to search for the keys. As Abdul was lunch, I could do what you want in the house. Scared to death of what was done, Vivienne fought the nausea that invaded and crossed the hall. Felt that the eyes of the Trent climbed the ladder attached while. It was only a few minutes in the room, then opened the door silently and left. For one of the corridors, could reach the left wing, which was the apartment of Trent, below that of Robert. It took several minutes to orient, but I knew where the door was left of the stairs. Had passed through there several times, going to the room of Robert. And, sometimes, by Abdul seeing the clothes of Trent in the arm. Quickly, turned the knob and entered. Vivienne is not allowed the luxury of the fourth floor of Trent, but was tempted to move the hand in a tie game in the chair, the books on the shelf near the low bed. If it were not so much with fear, would have seen much more interest in the apartment of Trent. It was all there before your eyes as she tried to think, think! Without doubt, Trent was with the keys to the casino, but should have duplicates. The problem was knowing where to look. Vivienne tateou in panic, in the pockets of suits hanging in the closet, in drawers of a dresser drawer with shirts and worked a table near the window. He then had an idea: a desk that way in the other room. Through the drip on the mat room, praying that the drawers were not locked. Took care not to leave anything out of place. But the drawers contained only papers and more papers. When opened the latter, he felt a heat wave. Next to a commercial book and a dictionary of Arabic was a locksmith with three or four small keys. I was cold despite the heat of the afternoon. His forehead was sweating and cold at the same time, when sent to the port. One last look to see if everything was in order and was on the outside. Mal had been removed, saw Trent climbing the ladder. His heart seemed to want to leave the mouth. With white face, she frantically asked if he had seen leaving the room, or if you had the chance to leave only a second before. Could not do anything, except wait for the better. Vivienne thought he looked closely, and to alleviate their distress, carefree said: I just go to the room of Robert to see if he thought the book of birds. There is a beautiful green bird in the tree before my window and I wanted to know his name. Probably is a beekeeper Trent said. Looking at it further, saying: I thought you were resting in the room. I ... but the birdie ... His voice failed. She wished fervently be transported across the world. But the danger passed and Trent was saying: I told you to close the shutters. Can not rest with the light of day. Try. Is good for the nerves. He had noticed she was shaking like a leaf? Maybe not. Yes, Trent. Obedient, went to the room. Arriving there, fell in bed with the keys hurting the palm of your hand. Never make to do

so. He spent the whole afternoon lying, because the legs not supported. Evil forces had to face what was to come. Just dropped in time for dinner, dead of fear that their pallor Trent notice. Rob said that he arrived very tired and out of the hospital straight to bed. At least it was comforting to the idea that Robert was safe in the room. Vivienne wanted to give the impression that it was appetite, so he could eat the most. And while taking coffee, tried to say cheerfully. I think tonight I go to the casino. I need to change the air. Trent, who had not taken her eyes from that sat at the table commented with severe voice: If you stayed at home. It does not seem capable of giving two steps beyond the door. But I'm fine! She begged with his eyes, fighting to stop the tears. Trent sighed. His expression was still severe, but he agreed: Okay, if that is what we want. I say to Abdul to take it when you want. Vivienne was relieved he had not been offered to take her, but sought to calm opinion. I will not stay long. Just to have something to do. After the dinner ended, she muttered an excuse and went to the room, leaving Trent alone. It seemed an eternity before the car left the casino. She waited, walking from side to side with the heart beating up to eleven hours. Down, Abdul found waiting for you and while your knees shake non-stop, to go in the car. Had a dress of silk and, although the night is hot, shake the cold and fear. The head and shoulders of faithful Abdul, the other side of the glass division, was encouraging and she was willing to request that led to another place. But that would not stop Gary. Kouda knew he knew very well and, if necessary, find the room of Robert. There was no other option but to go to the casino. The sea was choppy and, no doubt obeying the orders of Trent, Abdul was at his side, to enter the Cafe Anglais. Unfortunately the casino was full. Otherwise, maybe Gary had not courage to execute his plan. Once the left Abdul, Vivienne walked by tables without paying attention. When a hand caught his wrist, I knew it was Gary. Hello! Greeted as if meeting an old friend, then with a small smile, he suggested: We find a table? Vivienne followed the slowly to a table near the bar. Once we asked the drinks, Gary said: Glad you used the head. Got the keys? Vivienne took the bag. Began to open it then close it quickly. Gary, please, say that everything is a terrible mistake! She looked at him, pleading. If it does not bother me a laugh now. I riria also very happy, if you said that was all ... a joke. Of course it is a joke, darling! It will be with Colby when emptied his safe. Now give me the keys he asked, very seriously and treat me to comply. Within a few minutes we will take a short walk in the halls of the game, only for everyone to see I am your friend and Colby too. We go once or twice by the vestibule, which is usually some employees of the casino. When Colby leave the office at midnight, for travel between customers, we will get there as if we were to take something with him later. Vivienne for the next half hour was a succession of excruciating moments in a pandemonium where everyone seemed to laugh too much, talk too much, where the

hum of the rooms of games was its head throb as if it burst. There was one moment that he saw everything clearly enough to feel the weight of their emotions. Shortly after midnight, saw Trent talking to a group of friends near the bar of the casino. The women were back to their slim and elegant and reminded of what she had said: "Every paradise has its serpent, and its numerous evasive." That was the time when I criticize Trent, perhaps because his subconscious was need to combat the fascination he exercised on it. Well, not said anything. Trent had discovered that the casino only to pass the time. But she would have loved it anyway. Did you know that now. Vivienne wanted to get something in return. Only a smile, as he was giving to these women, the contact of your arm on the shoulders ... But what he could do was see women seeking draw your attention, when in fact wanted to be by his side. She felt the hand of Gary in his wrist, warning that it was approaching the time feared. Come on now he said in his ear. The boss is well monitored. Vai is very easy. But they still had to enter the office. Vivienne thought Gary was very optimistic about their plans, but when, soon after, crossed the hall and arrived at the door of the office, no one interfered. Gary tried sneak a key. Serbia not seen that and tried another, while their hair is Vivienne felt chills, some of which were being observed. After the door is opened and the Gary pushed firmly inside. He quickly closed the door, locking it, as commented: I spoke to you? No problem. Gary seems to know where was safe and as Vivienne looked paralyzed beside the desk, he has to try the keys. A few seconds later, the door is opened, before his horrified eyes. Just a look to see who was full of bundles of banknotes from various countries. She followed the movements of Gary as if hypnotized. He took a bag of folded pocket e. after opening it, began to fill it with money from the safe. Even if you wanted to persuade him to turn back, Vivienne would not have, because no sound came out of his throat. However, I would say something when he heard the sound of another key turning in the lock. While seeking to rely on the table, the door is opened and Trent entered. Good night, Vivienne. His face showed no surprise. He was even a little short I will not make your friend? He was aware that four years ago in Tangier? He locked the door silently and Vivienne wanted to die. Gary tried to tackle the situation with arrogance. Yes said once, very pale. Vivi and I are friends for a long time. Too bad she did not say anything of our dating. It is a pity that, but I expect that. Trent said calmly. But we will not talk about it now. I have the keys, if you do not bother. As is understood not as a man advanced face Trent, Gary played the keys in the desk. After you get them. Trent took some notes from one of the packets. You have an hour to leave the country. There is a plane that leaves at midnight and forty-five. And if you do not try again. Perhaps the authorities are to your search. Gary opened his mouth as if you wanted to say something but thought better get the money. With all the coolness, Trent was open the door. In passing by Vivienne, Gary tried to smile, then went out and the door was closed behind him. Vivienne, still holding onto the desk, was aware of the silence that reigned in the room. Noticed that the front of Trent was pale and tense, and their nostrils, dilated, as the fight

against rabies. He approached, with eyes shining coldly. His voice showed all his contempt: Robert believes in you and for me that is all important. As I said on the day of your arrival, you will have to continue what started ... and like. He spoke quickly in a phone that was in the desk. Near the door was then opened and he had to leave, an icy tone: Abdul will take her home. Mal relying on your legs, Vivienne sent for the door. They knew. All they knew, or at least suspected. Was sure now. His clumsy attempts to steal the keys did not pass unnoticed. Trent has provided for it was not disturbed in the casino, but the closely watched all the time. Planning everything perfectly, he was back to the office and Gary caught before the open safe. White as a ghost, she crossed the bar, accompanied by Abdul the car. The movement at night, the smiling faces of people on the streets seemed to mock their senses blunted while the car led to Kouda. Arriving in the room, fell into bed exhausted, but sleep did not come. During the night, all I could see was the face of Trent, tense with rage and grief. The only sound you heard was his voice, cutting of contempt.

CHAPTER NINE

Robert no longer appear in the pool, hot in the afternoons when the insects hum lazily and the red hibiscus flowers glowed in the dark. He was not recovered from the last visit to the hospital, which was full, leaving him in bed most of the day. Vivienne spent several hours in the afternoon at his side, carefully hiding his fear and despondency in the face of the haggard face. Although Risse, play, and play cards with some available, despite the wrist plaster, Robert nap and she was very holding his hand and moved to looking at your face. His problem seemed meaningless when Robert wondered what was passing. Trent has not talk about the fatal night in which the match with Gary in his office. When you were with Robert, he showed nice and polished. At night, through the ritual of dinner in the room, where you the Casbah. Momeen, always effusive and eager to cheer the environment, looking at them as demented serbia dinner. The conversation was always pleasant to Trent, and their modes, impeccable. Nevertheless, Vivienne knew that he despised. Now he was more the casino. Since the state of Robert worse, Abdul ran the Caf Anglais, no doubt with the help of Andr, the head of the dealer. Vivienne Trent realized that the nights spent walking in the room and, sometimes, walking alone by the property. She knew, because we spent the nights awake and not because he went out of his mind.

It was cruelly unfair that I thought about them. It was clear that Trent thought she was in love with Gary, who had planned everything with him in recent weeks and, without bothering with Robert, Gary and wanted to flee with the money, that night. Believed that it was Trent. Thus, Vivienne was clear in the evening, walking from side to side, with eyes full of tears. Until no longer supports it. If the heroine of a book, stoicism would have continued to play its role, protecting those who protect jurara. But it was not heroin. It was meat and bone and could not continue like this, knowing what Trent thought about them. Not even by Lucy. She was Vivienne Blyth and I think, feel and love as Vivienne Blyth. His eyes were full of tears the night it fell from the ladder rack. Had fallen from a summer rain and the smell of wet earth mingled with the perfume of flowers. She knew Trent was walking outdoors, and not bother with the humidity and your dress light, indoor pool and went through some of the hibiscus. A piece of moon in the sky washed by rain launched a brightness of lead into the sea, reminding him painfully Tahad the nights on the island. Vivienne Trent saw near a grove. His face, illuminated by moonlight, looked pale. While approached, he spotted, speaking sharply: You should not have left the house. The night is cold. I am well responded with impatience. Vivienne was concerned, without knowing where to start. It was not easy, because Trent is showing serious and reserved. Still said, with tremulous voice: Do you believe if I told you that Robert means to me almost as mean to you? Of course! I believe in everything you say. Trent shook his shoulders, with an ironic smile. Vivienne closed his eyes for a moment, then continued, with faltering voice: I better start at the beginning. You were right about me ... I am not the genuine product. She raised the chin. You never heard of a girl named Lucy Miles, but was she, not I, who wrote those letters to Robert. Noticing a slight change in the expression of Trent, it added desperate Do not ask me why! Lucy is a sweet girl and good, but it felt very ugly and too simple for the likes of Robert, so sent my picture. Trent's eyes are narrowed, as he commented in a low voice: But this is madness! I agree said Vivienne immediately. Lucy wanted to confess everything later when her relationship with Robert was very strong for him to bear the blow. But you said that Robert was not counting going well and she was devastated. Trent's eyes were brighter now. How did you come in her place? She asked. I did not want but had to agree that it would be a terrible shock to Robert, in your state, see in front of a girl completely weird. There was a deadly silence. It all started sending your picture and then asked you to stay at her place by Robert ... Trent said, with the teeth closed. But that plan crazy! You do not say that Lucy is known said Vivienne, with all his loyalty. She was thinking of Robert. I therefore persuaded to come, so it would not be disappointed. His voice

was very soft. You must remember that Robert Lucy loves deeply and passionately that people do strange things. Are you speaking from experience? Trent asked with sarcasm. Are you referring to Gary Thornton? Vivienne wondered quietly. She has to feel uneasy. I thought I was in love with him. I just find it everywhere after we came back to Tangier, as you may have imagined. I thought there was something. I decided to leave it free to betray you. What ended up happening! Trent said with severity. But still. I found that Gary attended the casino. I found it on the first night. Once I realized I was behind a myth that Gary no longer meant anything to me. But did the imprudence to tell him the story of Lucy. While talking, she thought she saw something in the eyes of Trent, which is then deleted. It was in silence and he said, with grave voice: Concluded that you were afraid of something. I guess. She smiled with distracted air. I wanted to flee, and we headed for the island Tahad. But Gary was waiting for me when we return. He threatened to tell everything to Robert if I do not give him the keys to the vault of the casino. He looked at Trent. What could I do? You should have told me everything he said with asperity. I thought about it. Your fitaram eyes the length. But I had to think about Lucy. And I was scared with the idea of talking to Gary Robert. What madness! Trent held on his shoulders. You went through all this alone. This guy could take it very prejudiced. But I am not prejudiced. She shook his shoulders. He just got what he deserved. E. .. well, now you know. Yes, now I know. She felt that his hands caressed his shoulders bluntly. His face, wrapped in shadows, seemed decorate it and it seemed nothing more natural, after weeks in which had been close to each other in ways so different, than so be at your side. Trent's eyes shone as a stranger and suddenly she was up in his arms. When we kissed, Vivienne felt faint, dominated by their emotions. Trent seemed distracted while covering your face and your neck of kisses. Why? She asked snatched. Will Trent also loved? There was something wild in the way that it requires your kisses, caresses of your hands on over your dress fine. But when she would be leaving invade the sweetness of the moment, he departed suddenly, and turning their backs, with hoarse voice exclaimed: Get out of my face! Vivienne back at home, with eyes full of tears and more desperate than ever. For Trent, it belonged to Robert and nothing would change my mind! Fell a storm and then the next day, the sun has come out in all its glory, highlighting the blue of the sea and the bright colors of flowers Khoudia. The days were beautiful, but Vivienne he was troubled by both colorful. It was as if the world was mockery of the desolate atmosphere of the town, the sense of torment and despair that was part of daily life. Robert hardly left the room, and spent most of the day in bed, was increasingly dependent on the company of Vivienne. It was not difficult to show a happy face,

because he was always excited. But behind his smile, the heart of Vivienne is tight before the change he saw in his physical. She and Trent spent much time with Robert to distract him. They do not refer back to the night near the trees, even for a look. But sometimes his eyes were for a second and then she felt a wave of tenderness. The provision does not admit of Robert melancholy. On a night when he has dinner on the table, the occasion was celebrated in every possible way. A table lamp with crystal and the silverware. The chandeliers add a soft glow and the lights of Tangiers spread out beyond the open windows. Nobody wanted to admit that there was something unreal in the happy atmosphere of the apartment of Robert. To Vivienne, the occasion was even more impressive because Trent, shot, but playing as always, were very affectionate. He scrupulously avoided his gaze. On other nights dinner alone in the floor from below. Vivienne did not want anything else, although the barrier between them was much more evident now than in the past. Served are the dishes that Momeen had their hands and sometimes almost joined pegavam when something on the table. But the barrier was so big ... as if they are kilometers away from each other. Later, in the balcony covered with climbing next to the room, followed the ritual of smoking who smoked together. While the perfume of the flowers of the rose garden, Trent took his cigarette from the pocket and light cigarettes. But when his eyes seemed waver, then setting it in the flame, Vivienne he was mad. How she could endure, loving Trent and also knowing that he loved? Even the delicate touch of his hand in hers. If at least be allowed that! One night when it seemed no more endure the tension, there was some excitement in the house; Haroun was stopped at the door of the hall and went not Momeen between the sleepers of silver from the table, looking agitated. It's the boss Trent stutter when approached. He wants the merengue of dates of Mr. Maurice. Vivienne felt a tightness in my heart. It would be one of the last wishes of Robert? Trent wanted to know: About the meringue dinner? Momeen examined the dishes and then waved his head vigorously. About, yes. Well, if that is what he wants, then send Trent said with the same serious voice. With the throat hurts terribly, Vivienne went to his room. The next morning, she swam, dismayed, for an hour. Knew Trent was going to the pool very early and waited for him to come down. There was no sign of life at home. In the afternoon, a doctor still young Moroccan has brought a portable X-ray machine to check the progress on the pulse of Robert. It was difficult to bring the unit up with the three necessary technical, but the operation and passed, under the direction of Abdul. Vivienne, to get the flowers in the rooms that gave to the terrace, thinking that everything would be quiet for some time at least until the technical fall. But the doctor appeared shortly after. Down the stairs, running to the phone. Looking through the door, she could not understand what they said, but he seemed very excited. Trent was standing at the door of the library. He crossed the hall curious, chatted briefly with the doctor and then went to the library, closing the door. Vivienne shake hands while looking to get the carnations and honeysuckle in the pot. What was

wrong? Something horrible about Robert? Finally, the two men left the library and rose. She walked across the room without seeing the fine furniture, the roof and worked lambris wall. Although examination of the drawings prepared and took consolation in the handles of drawers decorated not see anything because your mind was turned to the room of Robert. Then, when expecting to see any movement on the ladder, is surprised to see that the noise came from behind, giving the windows to the terrace. A car stopped beyond the dark arches and she recognized the man coming, it was one of the French experts who took care of Robert. He was a stocky man, nice and gray. He entered the house, rushed. Abdul and the accompanying Vivienne was again surrounded by silence. Finally, holding no more be in the house, went to the garden beside the pool. It sought to collect some flowers to brighten the house, but had to much control to not run back to the room of Robert. Paying attention at all, heard voices approaching, and finally the departure of the car specialist. With all the calm he could find, walked by the pool, returning to the house. When he arrived on the terrace, men with the X-ray machine was just left. Trent, which followed, turned to look at it. Vivienne then realized it was with his arms full of flowers that catch the fly. He approached with a smile. You only need a straw to be confused with a Berber. But, thinking well, no! He bent his head. Your skin is very clear and his little pecker is not Moroccan. Vivienne looked anxiously for him and for the ambulance to leave. What is it? I was so worried that neither knew what to think. Trent did not respond immediately. Behind the tiredness from her face, she tried to guess anything. Then, taking her by the arm, he said: Let's sit down somewhere? She wondered where he could leave the flowers to carry, but he added: No, stay with the flowers. It is a nice for someone who has passed the worst lately. Led her to a bench in a garden next to the field of sketch, near the house. You hear the hum of insects to fall afternoon and the thin trunks of lime seemed new silver against the sky. After you sit down, Trent said: It was the X-ray that started it all. He what? Vivienne placed the flowers in the neck with an impatience that led to a tolerance of brightness in the eyes of Trent. Looks like the pulse of Rob is getting stronger he said. Vivienne did not understand. But that was not expected? No. Trent shaking your head. The problem with Rob is muscular, but ... But what? Vivienne asked, aware of the song of a bird in a tree on the side. For doctors, it seems important. He waited a bit, then continue, almost mindlessly. They want him to go to hospital tomorrow for some tests. The heart of Vivienne beat faster. His eyes were still trapped in the Trent, reflecting light signs of hope. They sat long in silence. Trent then moved, and help her while she mechanically took the flowers, said: We change clothes, but Momeen will not find anyone in time for dinner.

The night seemed to be dragging and hours until the morning were the longest that Vivienne lived. She got up very early, heading out to the orchard. There was much movement now, because the trees were loaded and the men took steps to protect the fruit. Vivienne saw the black car that was going to the city, Abdul should be in direction, and Trent and Robert ago. It quickly turned, with eyes full of tears. I think not, dared not expect too much. I could not believe it and that Trent now. Berbers women wore long dresses printed, and hide their faces when Vivienne tentatively passed by them. They were on top of the fruit to boot escadinhas lower, with children around, catch the fruit that fell. The women had brought the goat cheese, black bread and dates for lunch, and timidly offered to Vivienne. She sat between them in the shade of an old walnut tree, avoiding looking at the road through the orchard, but mindful of the noise of an engine. The sun was already on the other side of the bay and the men were preparing to irrigate the trees, when the eyes of Vivienne is momentarily overshadowed with the reflection of sun on metal. Then saw the car around the trees in the village. The women were getting their things to go with children stuck in their skirts, and if fired from Vivienne in Berber language. Return their smiles, she ran home. But his knees were weak and she thought provoking have to go through the shortcuts. There was no sign of the car when she arrived on the terrace, because Abdul had to have it taken directly to the garage. He heard voices, and the doors and windows open, saw that the room had been arranged where the flowers the day before. Through the arches with a vein throb in the throat. Trent was there, touches of marble fireplace in front of the door. When entered, he saw Robert in the wheelchair beside the couch. And, not well looked at him, Vivienne noticed. Tremendous heat and cold, I knew immediately. His blond hair, disheveled and charming, entered by the shirt collar open. His blue eyes reflected the glow of the sky of summer although there were no visible sky at that moment and we showed it, even if she does not see the smile that formed on his lips when he saw her. The question should be written in beating his face, because he, looking at his brother, said: Tell it, Trent. His gaze turned to Trent and not only was it the same blue, but anything else, burning, mild and sweet. He changed his position, speaking with quiet voice, perhaps to hide his emotion. What we expected yesterday, but we were afraid to say happened. Rob will heal. According to the doctors, in a few weeks he could leave the wheelchair and in six months, will be completely recovered. As heard those magic words, Vivienne felt his head spin and, at the room, opened his arms. Oh, Robert! I am happy! She embraced to hide the tears of joy in his eyes there was only achieved after the lifting control the emotion. Robert smiled at her. You know what that means, Vivi? There was insistence in his voice, a fiery glow in their eyes. You mean we can get married. Vivienne felt that the room and turned it fell into a dark hole. Looking for something in which to hold, look for Trent, and to note that the contraction was in his face and his

eyes, said with a laugh that sounded forced: Yes we can!

CHAPTER TEN
Vivienne heard the grating of bird song. No one was more sweet sound of the afternoon before. Although the trees that shade projects to light, crossed by the rays of sun, the garden that twenty-four hours before seemed full of life and of hope was now a place deserted and sad. Haroun took Robert to the room. Trent was sitting next to Vivienne. Continuing the conversation that had started some minutes before, she noted: It's a miracle! Robert looked so ill that I thought the worst. Trent agreed, and said: I knew a little of what was going. Some time ago, the doctors said to me that perhaps Rob could heal him. Asked permission to try a new treatment. Warned me that it would be very violent and there was no guarantee of results. When I heard it, something came to mind of Vivienne. On the day we went to Tetuan! She turned to him. That morning, you stayed too long in hospital. Yeah! Trent agreed. I said nothing at the time, or later, because the treatment could not go right. Vivienne has a butterfly opening its wings to a rock, making up the sun that remained, and he reminded herself, as commented: The doctors must have been very happy. There is no doubt that I will be eternally grateful to Paul Lazare and Georges Mame. Rob took a very expensive clinics, and yet unknown two doctors from a small hospital that is able to cure it. Will not be easy, but find a way to reciprocate. You want to something special? She asked, noting that they were talking mechanically. Well, I can donate equipment ... things. Get up, Trent got on your arm, and with the same feeling of the inevitable, they came. Vivienne was wondering, with a knot in my throat, it could be someone you feel totally happy and painfully sad at the same time. They had to protect Robert's true. There was no escape. The field of sketch was abandoned. Exercise that Robert was in the past had been recommended to assist the treatment. But now I was going through a long recovery period, he had to rest. The sun had become too hot next to the pool and there is more than a week had passed the afternoon of climbing down, beside the house. The grass was yellow. Although wet day, seemed to suffer the heat and Vivienne, looking at the chair, compared the situation of grass with his glory in decline. It seemed that she had left to live the day that helped women Berbers in the orchard. Still moving, smiling, talking and helping as I could. But it was at times like this, when looking at

Trent, so close and yet so distant it, when he knew he was close enough to touch it, but extended his hand, that the pain became unbearable. Robert was in a wheelchair near them, browsing books of poetry. He was happy and that was all that mattered. But would it? Vivienne Trent and had not his life? Robert was swinging his head. You will not ever, Vivi! She was trying to repeat the verse he recited. If I knew how difficult it was! So that has to be. He read the words with feeling: I love it with the passion aroused by my old pain, and the faith of my childhood. You now. Vivienne began with a joke: I love it with a love that I have with my lost saints ... She hesitated, and then a voice behind them said: I love it with the breath, the smiles, the tears of all my life and if God permits, I love it better after death. All were in silence. These words simply said, with a spontaneous sincerity, produced a strange effect. Vivienne turned up slowly. Then, lifting up, exclaimed: Lucy! The figures that was standing near it. Hello, I lived! I heard your voice. I spent two weeks on holiday in Tangiers and decided to come visit you. You do not mind, right? Vivienne was stunning. Lucy in Tanger! She was no longer grow hair, which fell on his shoulders now. Was wearing a summer dress very elegant and it had a kind of brightness. Outside the letter, of course. Vivienne was sure. The letter said that provided that Robert would not die. Lucy dear! Happiness as a torch to illuminate, making his face almost beautiful. Well, nobody is offering a chair for the lady? Robert looked a fascinated, if this was lost in the final words of the poem. Vivienne dared not look at Trent, but felt that he sought his eyes, confused. She made the presentations, smiling a little nervous. This is Lucy Miles, a friend of mine from England. Lucy, this is Robert Colby. And this is his brother, Trent. Trent, which had been raised to get a chair, close to: Nice to meet you, Lucy. Robert has bad time for her to feel. Where did you learn to recite well? You must have read those words a hundred times to be able to recite them without a single wrong syllable. Well, we know very well that poetry Lucy admitted. Smiling. It is very easy. She opened the bag, taking a leather bound book. I have all the Brownings poems that I read whenever I want. Wow! Robert picked up the book, leaves you impressed. Never seen anything like it. He looked at the thick volumes at the next table. This is how I read poetry. I did not know that there were these booklets. It is on sale the Brownings are a couple of great poets of the last century Lucy said, adding cautiously: If you like, you can keep it. I can accept! He looked, then said with an anxious smile: Looking good, can do an exchange. I have editions of pocket like this, but I have a biography of the Brownings. And I will tell you that I also have: a very old copy of Browning poems. It has a signature

on the first page and the cover is engraved in gold. Trent said to be very valuable. I would see him said Lucy, timidly. You will see, yes Robert seemed excited. Then exclaimed: We are not offering anything to our trip! How about making a tea or something? Vivienne stood up quickly. Of course! I see myself. Do not bring that business to mint, Vivi. Robert interfere I think Lucy would prefer a good English tea. Looks great the response was sensitive, while Vivienne ran to the side door of the house. Haroun was dozing. Momeen was in the Casbah with his wife and children and Maurice had not yet arrived. Therefore, had to fix everything yourself. Prepared a tray with cups, then filled a dish with thin slices of bread and butter and one with the cookies from that found in Maurice crown. After the boiled water, filled the large pot of silver and took everything out. When he arrived, Robert and Lucy chatted merrily. No, it was Elizabeth who first appeared in English literature. The first poems of her husband were very difficult and did not draw the attention of anyone. Yes, but that was before getting married. Do not forget that Elizabeth Barrett was six years older than Browning. His talent was recognized later, that's all. Yes, but in the fifteen years I spent in Italy, Elizabeth wrote a lot. Still, Browning is today considered the best poet of the two. Trent came to get the tray, and this time, his eyes met those of Vivienne. There was a curious glow. The conversation continued and she served the tea. When finished the food, consumed mostly by Robert, had agreed that Elizabeth Browning was now less well known than her husband. Vivienne placed the cups in the tray and Lucy, his face stained, stood up and said timidly: Well, I think I need to go. I arrived this morning and neither the litter bags. But, and books? Robert the look, his face a bit too colored. A biography. If desired, can also lend the other. I would get it if it were not so stuck. He took the arms of the wheelchair. You know, just for some more time. In a few weeks, I will say goodbye to her forever. I know where are the books. Vivienne has offered. And maybe Lucy please go to my room to cool a bit before leaving. Good idea! Robert smiled. Vivienne has accompanied. None of them spoke up as the stairs, but after that the door of the room is closed, all pretense is gone. Lucy! Vivi! They embraced, then moved away, laughing at each other. Lucy was the first to speak: You're beautiful, Vivi! Maybe a little more lean, but lost that air severe. And you, then? Vivienne smiled. Looked for the elegant dress and the hair combed and the friend, exclaimed: Does this really is my friend Lucy Miles? Lucy seemed happy, including: Dad is receiving assistance from the government to take care of the farm, so now that things are not so difficult at home. I received your letter just before. After the read, I

came here immediately. Vivienne stopped smiling. It was not easy to get along with Robert. But he did not suspect anything, do you? Lucy wanted to know. Sure Vivienne replied. Never mind said Lucy with simplicity. Nothing matters now that he'll be good. Come on, girls! The voice of Robert came out. What do you talk so much? They smile. Lucy has been putting as Vivienne get the books in the left wing of the house, then fell, coming together on the terrace. Robert had been with his wheelchair. Haroun and Trent were arriving. Lucy holding the book with letters of gold. Browsing it with all due respect, commented: It is a marvel. Are you sure you want to trust me a book so rare? I have the impression that you could trust my life, Lucy Robert joked. She smiled tentatively, muttered: Promise to take great care. Vivienne would ask for the friend how she would go back to the hotel, when Lucy said, hesitating: Does anyone could call a taxi? A taxi? Robert back in the wheelchair. We can not let her get a taxi. There is, Trent? Trent shook his shoulders, well-tempered. Abdul is done washing the car. He can take Lucy. He said something to Haroun, who is running away. As expected, Lucy looked at the road, commenting: The place is beautiful. Those must be very old cedars. We have some older even than the pool said Robert by his side. You can not see them here, but they do we will have to sit at your shade with a book. The car appeared, stopping in front of the house. Abdul, always impassive, went to open the door. Once Lucy Abdul came and closed the door to the car, Robert noted: You will not invite her friend to come visit us again, Vivi? She can come whenever you want, is not, Trent? Of course. The friends of Vivienne are always welcome Trent replied with a smile. Robert turned to look forward to the open window, adding, as the probe: That is, if you do not have other plans ... I spend fifteen days here and I have nothing special to said Lucy, his face illuminated. Shake their hand and they were waving until the car disappeared from view, a curve, then returned home. Haroun pushed the wheelchair by a ramp alongside the steps of marble, and while crossing the arches, Robert said dreamily, as if talking to himself: Imagine! She recited one poem as if it had been done to her. Imagine! Trent said, with voice fun. Lucy returned the next day, just after lunch. After becoming a bit near the pool, Robert wanted to know everything she was. I would show you the cedars. You're seeing those palm trees? We thitherward. Vivienne stood up. Would get a wheelchair, when asked Lucy, with diffidence: Can I try? Of course! Vivienne said and laughed. After thinking a bit, added: Actually, I have

some things to do in my room. Dropped everything lately, but now I take you here. She let, smiling. The room went through a real earthquake. In the days that followed, she arranged the drawers, washed their clothes, poliu the mirrors and the furniture and put up the curtains of damascus to aerate. Robert and Lucy spent the afternoon beside the pool, or were sitting together, beneath the ancient cedars. Sometimes, by source close to the palm or examined the foliage around the flag. The terrace covered with climbing plants of the field before the sketch was desert. Often Vivienne and Trent were sitting watching the yachts and fishing boats in the blue bay. Once, when it raised the same time to enter, almost touched it. It would have been easy, then transfer to magnetic force that drew so much. The summer heat and spread his days were perfumed by fruit that ripens in the orchard. On the last evening of vacation Lucy, went to the beauty salon that gave to the arches. Robert was in a wheelchair near the door. Vivienne was sitting on the couch income preaching in a handkerchief. Trent had just come. Robert, given the noise of steps, seemed uneasy and embarrassed, as if to say something. Finally, he had courage. Vivi ... need to talk to you about the day we came back from hospital. What I said ... was more or less an impulse of the moment. But we must not rush things ... well, you know ... as marriage. Of course not, Robert. I understand Vivienne said, continuing to embroider. After a moment, said with a smile on his lips: Since then, much has changed. Lucy came e. .. We like her a lot. At least, when we see it Trent entered the conversation, speaking of cold fireplace. It is a pity that today is the last afternoon of Lucy. Robert was red, then said with an air of relief, seeking to control the excitement that was in his voice: You can not. She thinks that the father would stay longer in Tangiers, then wants me to know his home in Ayleshurst. She lives on a farm. Look what a coincidence! What small world! Trent said. Suddenly, Robert is animated, and screamed: It's her! And, barely looking at them, he added: You do not care I go? He took the ramp beside the steps with all speed, calling: Lucy! Stay where you are. See how well the maneuver a wheelchair! Shortly after, the sound of voices and laughter began to diminish. The silence of the room was marked by the singing of birds outside and the ticking of the clock in porcelain fireplace. Vivienne continued preaching income, temples throb with the effort to stay quiet. Finally, he had to raise the head and by doing so, met the eyes of Trent waiting for you. They were so for some time after he drew with his deep voice: Come here. Obedient, Vivienne put aside his work and stood up, but not felt across the room. It was as if the arms of Trent in the same instant, with his lips kissing her hot. Give, finally, after those weeks of torture, having been so long away from each other, was out of a hell. There was nothing to control that first hug free of all concerns. Nothing to prevent the force of their emotions. Not Vivienne wanted. Trent which was finally lifted his head, saying with a laugh doddery:

We sit down? They turned, embraced, for the couch. Vivienne recline the head on the shoulder of Trent. After a moment, he asked, looking at the room: What do you think of living between French antiques? The house is very beautiful, but a little oppressive Vivienne said, smiling. I bought a French diplomat. I put some more pieces Moroccan and thought it was getting well, but still needs a feminine touch. He kissed the tip of the nose of Vivienne. We can get some furniture and some smaller pieces she suggested. Vai is great. We also give some feasts. The house is needing more animation. Furthermore, I want Tangiers is full knowing my wife. His lips sought the ear lobe of Vivienne. We need to tell Robert. She turned to look at it. I think he'll be very surprised. Trent smiled. He has eyes and is very smart. But he does not know the history of letters, or that I came in place of Lucy Vivienne observed. He will eventually find and will not connect either. He loves Lucy and that is what matters. They always loved. And that reminds me something. There was malice in the expression of Vivienne. I think someone named Trent Colby will have to swallow their words. So cards can not cause a deeper relationship? Trent capitulated soon. I agree with anything with you in my arms. He has to embrace it. Ate at me cruelly torment because the casino? She continued. Of course! I might irritate it. It was a kind of revenge for what you doing to me. Oh! And what I was doing with you? She asked, innocent. I was going crazy You slowly. He hugged harder. I know what I, seeing it every day in the pool with Rob. Something happened to us on the day we went to Tetuan. I also felt. It followed the line of his chin with a finger. Trent's eyes are dark. I spent a hell, knowing how Robert felt. I tried to expel it from my thoughts of my mind. But you were there, every day, just a kiss away. It was unbearable. I got lucky. Vivienne smiled to remember. I just thought about Gary. In the beginning was convinced you were a tyrant unbearable. That man? The eyes of Trent made the dark. I do not bother to count now, but I would have willingly done that night in my office when I thought there was something between you two. Tell me about it. There is much to tell. Vivienne shook shoulders. I never meant nothing to him. But I thought that loved him. It was good to have found it again. Everything just for once. In this case, it was good. He kissed his lips with delicacy. Recline with your head on the shoulder of Trent, Vivienne said, dreamily: I was thinking ... We could do a double wedding. No way! The look of Trent was humorous. Robert will still have to wait several weeks to stay in shape. I am ready. They were contemplating the ceiling. Lucy may be his godmother and Robert will be my godfather. What do you think? Perfect!

We spend our honeymoon on the island Tahad? He suggested after a moment. Only we two? Vivienne joked. I do not know cooking as well as Maurice. I get was the answer. There will be other things to compensate. Train Colby! Vivienne said with serious voice. How can you speak such a thing? It's a good question! With a smile, he turned to get her in his arms. And what will you do with the casino? Vivienne asked after a moment. I get rid of it and get any other business. But I do not want to think about working now. While the lips of Trent exploited his neck, she commented: You need to work to spend their energies. Not all he said, maliciously. I better make a turn! She pretended rebuke him. Passed by the garden beside the pool, embraced. And while hear the sound of voices and laughter coming from the other side of the property, they were going until the first pink clouds launched the golden glow of the city at your feet. From the top of minarets in the old town and the new, the muezins began to call the faithful to prayer. And Vivienne was as if the whole world was proclaiming his love.

END

JULIA31 "The man who came from LONGE" Elizabeth Graham Barlram ... that ridiculous name!, Regan thought contemptuously when he learned that a distant cousin in Australia was coming to spend some time on their farm in Canada. I

could even imagine it: short, short-sighted and wearing thick glasses and lenses. But Bart Kingman came ... and Regan had to swallow what I had thought. He was attractive, masculine, irresistible, and in less than a month, she loved him more than anything in the world. Unfortunately, this has not happened to Bart who has not thought of what her secret: a foolish girl, mimada and selfish. How to forgive it its faults and love too? The most exuberant love story! JULIA 32 "THE GARDEN OF PARADISE" Elizabeth Ashton Rachel Cass Dakers saved from dying of cosia drowned in Corfu, Greece, and took her to his hut in monianhas rock. Ali Rachel could forget the terrible incident on board the yacht of hateful Panos Simonides, which caused that his crazy dive in there to take. Could lick accept the protection offered by Cass, becoming his wife. And that was what she wanted more, because the loved perdidamente. But what Rachel could not imagine was that, precisely at the time it began to make its future is rosy, her own mother to appear in that world, threatening to destroy all his happiness.