I did not hear them return and was roused from my exhausted sleep by a pitcher of water being poured over my head from several feet above me. XXX The walls were the original great stones which had been here since the eighteenth century and there was a high, stone vaulted ceiling. There were two wooden, throne like chairs. I took my meal while sitting on the floor under her hard eyes. I was alone for what felt like hours, hungry and thirsty and, at some point, I relieved myself down my legs. Along one wall was a long table with whatever it held hidden by a white sheet. “No, not quite yet. My bag, shoes and the contents of my pockets were on the table and a random pile of




















