The Black Swam Author:Philappa Carr I got into bed. I could not sleep; and suddenly I was alert, for I heard a faint noise outside my room. I sat up startled. Someone was on the other side of the door. — Silently I leaped out of bed. I went to the door Slowly the handle turned. — I stood leaning against the door. I could hear the sound of breathing on the other side. I knew who ... more »was there and I was trembling with fear.
Belinda would have spoken, demanding to be let in. Moreover it was late. She would have come earlier.
I knew who was there. It was Jean Pascal, and he was trying to surprise in my sleep.
I waited. I heard the frustrated sigh ...and then the sound of retreating footsteps.
He. Had gone.
I leaned against the door, still shaking, I thought of him, angry and frustrated, beating the swan.
Had I not locked the door he would have been in the room. The thought of that filled me with horror.
I must get away. I could not stay here another night. Tomorrow I must take action.