Lewis handed Christabel the details of the private clinic. As he buttoned up his coat and prepared to leave he made her promise to go along there as theyâd requested.
âOf course I will, but thereâs no hurry. Itâs ages and ages away so stop worrying. When am I going to see you again?â
âIâm not going to call here again. You heard what I said to Mrs Nelson, I have to report to my base. That means I am leaving Liverpool right away.â
âYes, but we must meet up from time to time, Lewis,â she begged. âIâm going to be terribly lonely. Iâll want to know what is happening at home and surely you will want to know that I am all right.â
âIt will be difficult, Christabel. Iâve done what you asked me to do; Iâve found you a room and booked you into a clinic. The rest is up to you. If you donât like being cut off from me and the rest of the family, then you should have done as I suggested in the first place and taken Mother or Philipâs parents into your confidence. If youâd done that, then you could have gone home and spent the next few months in comfort instead of in this horrible place.â
âWhat happens when I actually go into the clinic, after the baby is born, I mean? Are you going to be there to arrange all the legal details and deal with all the papers that will have to be signed if it is to be adopted?â
âIâll try to be there but, remember, I have Violet to consider too. Our baby is due at the same time and she must be my first priority.â
He held out his arms to Christabel and hugged her close. âIâm sorry little sister, but you must see that I am being torn in two over this. Thatâs why I wish you had been more open about it and confided in Mother.â
âThat was quite out of the question,â Christabel said determinedly, pulling away from him. âI understand it makes things difficult for you, Lewis, and I do appreciate all that you have done for me,â she told him, smiling wanly. âYou will try and see me, even if it is only occasionally?â she persisted anxiously. âIâm so scared Lewis,â she added tearfully. âCouldnât we meet in the park now and again, perhaps in St Johnâs Gardens; thatâs not very far from here, is it?â
âVery well, Iâll try and do that.â
âWhen?â Her face brightened. âCan we meet there regularly? Perhaps once a week?â
âNo, that is far too risky. Iâll meet you there in two weeksâ time and weâll see how that goes,â he said firmly. âIâll try and be there at one oâclock and, with any luck, Father wonât notice myabsence from the office. If he does, I will have the excuse that it is my lunch hour and that Iâm doing some shopping or something for Violet.â
Chapter Five
Christabel felt utterly desolate after Lewis had left. She sat down on the edge of the narrow bed and looked around in dismay. This was to be her home for at least the next three months and already she not only hated its drab appearance but also felt claustrophobic there. She wished she could afford new curtains or a new rug to brighten the place up but since she was no longer earning and in future, once sheâd spent her meagre savings, would have to rely on Lewis for every penny she spent she knew she couldnât afford them.
Rousing herself, she went to look in the curtained-off corner that acted as a kitchen to see if there was any tea and milk to make herself a drink. The place was completely bare. Shocked, she went back and sat on the bed and tried to think what she must do. Although it was already dusk outside it meant she would have to venture out to buy some supplies otherwise she would have to go hungry until the next day and she was now starving as sheâd missed out on lunch.
She walked across to the window, rubbed a space clear on the