Chapter 147

• In spite of feeling she had got off to a bad start, Jenny found the walk both pleasant and invigorating. The heavens were cloudless, the scenery picturesque, and the salty tang of the sea air a long-missed and well-remembered pleasure.
• Breathing in the cold air was like drinking sparkling champagne, and the light had that clear, diamond-edged sharpness that only winter days brought.
• For the first hour or so they walked in silence, keeping up an easy pace that covered the miles seemingly without effort.