He sat down heavily.
“If you haven’t decided about an hotel, where is your luggage?”
“I haven’t brought any.”
She said nothing, but her distressed eyes questioned him.
“I started out for a row. The current set towards Constantinople, so I came here.”
“I’m glad,” she said.
But she did not look glad.
“We can spend a quiet evening together,” she added nonchalantly.
“I didn’t come for that,” he said.
He began to get up, but she put one hand on him.