1. An English Homecoming
   

Kat Reilly watched her husband Harry shield his eyes from the morning sun as he studied the unloading process of the cross-channel ferry at Newhaven dock.

She knew him well enough to see that he was concerned.

The Pride of Sussex had berthed an hour late, and, in the frenzied hurry to turn the ship around, Kat had already seen one precious cargo slip from its net and smash on the quayside.

While the steamer belched smoke into the sky, hordes of trucks, horses and carts, and hand-barrows swarmed around the dock-side, as passengers called instructions, and customs men tried to intervene.

So much for all the English politeness and decorum she’d been expecting to see on this, her first trip to Britain!

Though, in truth, Sir Harry Mortimer seemed as ever to typify the calm, unruffled English gentleman.

Tall, slim, his black hair longer than she’d ever known it, jacket slung nonchalantly over one shoulder, white cotton shirt sporting a dashing red tie.

All he needed was a tennis racquet to complete th