Tory would be wondering, by now, where the copy of the thought-recording I promised her was. I had sent a couple of urgent messages to the Governor, asking him to contact me as soon as possible. Tory may have already been aware of Maelgwn’s ‘blue lady’. I had no way of knowing if she was in our Governor’s past or future at this point in time. I could never imagine the Dragon seeking the love of any woman but his wife, but I thought I should discuss the matter with him before it went any further. It had occurred to me to just erase this piece of information from the chronicle, but it would leave a very obvious void in the tale, something Tory would pick up on at once. Hence, I was stuck in this very sticky situation of having to avoid our Governess until Maelgwn made contact. And, as feared, our Governess was not to be eluded easily. Tory attended my modern history lecture, which that afternoon was on the topic of the founding of our great city. The Governess’ presence was of such delight and intrigue to my students that the lesson wound up being a forum on the Dark Ages — for that was, without doubt, the most popular period of history with all who studied at the Purcell Institute.
