Nick couldn’t help himself at that – he snorted. India had been enough of a surprise, if he were honest – and with her fair colouring he was surprised she had survived India at all – but her description was... so inane that there simply weren’t words.
Was this her way of making an excuse for her hopelessness? He might have believed her if only she had the excuse of it being hotter here, and melting her brain clear away. “Yes,” Nick said, with an edge of irritation in his voice, because did she suppose him an imbecile, that that was worth saying? “I’m sure it is. But welcome to Britain –” (his tone had turned slightly snide). “And if we walk briskly enough, perhaps you’ll warm up on the way to your train.”
He had to wonder, now, if she had also somehow managed to buy a ticket to the wrong train. She seemed capable of it.
Was this her way of making an excuse for her hopelessness? He might have believed her if only she had the excuse of it being hotter here, and melting her brain clear away. “Yes,” Nick said, with an edge of irritation in his voice, because did she suppose him an imbecile, that that was worth saying? “I’m sure it is. But welcome to Britain –” (his tone had turned slightly snide). “And if we walk briskly enough, perhaps you’ll warm up on the way to your train.”
He had to wonder, now, if she had also somehow managed to buy a ticket to the wrong train. She seemed capable of it.
