They ate mullet roasted with thyme and garnished with crispy fried potatoes and salad, and washed it all down with local red wine. Bouzouki music drifted out from the room behind, and two men, linked by a handkerchief, whirled and leaped and swooped through the hasapiko, a very old Greek dance originally performed by butchers- 'the slaughterers,' it meant—Gilbert smilingly told Jill, but she knew this already. 'Have you had as pleasant an evening as I?' he was asking much later as he drove her home in the car he had hired a few hours earlier. Jill nodded, feeling heady with the wine and yet at the same time able to concentrate on what might occur when she arrived home. For Adam had been furious when she had insisted on keeping her date with Gilbert, and she rather thought he would have used force to keep her at home if such a measure had been at all possible. As it was, she expected some unpleasantness, but she had no intention of being browbeaten, of giving way to the demands which she considered unreasonable in light of the agreement they had made.
