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"We were there It was sad And it’s over," Grant said

"Yes, the girl will be buried on Monday," Clay said "And whatever pain her , in her own hter will be at peace"

Grant stared at hiine We had actually intended to go back just to ask if there was anything we could do," Liz said "But then… we heard about what happened"

"I ran into one of the cops on the beach this ," Clay explained

"Yes, and of course, you speak Italian, so you probably understood much more than we possibly could," Stephanie said

Grant looked at her sharply

"What happened when you ran into the cop thisHe toldwas fine now, and calether and buy an airline ticket for Lucretia--and send her to America to be with her sons," Clay said

"That’s a wonderful idea," Stephanie said "Here… she would be forced to rele day"

"Well," Liz said, "we’ve decided that we’d take the day and go out and see the dig"

"Really? Aren’t you two exhausted? We heard that the partying went on very late here," Grant said

"And Clay--you were out there the other day"

"I caood time at all to see what has been uncovered," Clay reht You were there," Grant said

He wasn’t quite rude, but close

"Well, I’ht note into the conversation

"You’re not exhausted? You didn’t have a late night?" Grant was ht dislike Clay, but there was no reason at all not to like Liz

"There was so, yes We weren’t part of it And Grant, everyone walked soe, just as they were supposed to do!" Liz said "So, what are you two up to?"

"We’re going to the dig, too," Stephanie said

"We can go together," Liz said, as if pleasantly surprised that they’d planned the sa to head out right after brunch," Grant said He didn’t want to be accompanied by the pair, Stephanie realized

Too bad She was pleased to have the company

"That ork fine for us," Clay assured her

"Great I’s first," Stephanie said "Grant, if the waiter comes by, could you ask forat the o hi wrong, but not sure what it was

Then she knew

He was in a sleeveless shirt She saw his arms Both arms Neither showed the least bit of irritation

They just looked tanned, sleek, and well- Just the other day, when they’d dragged the boy froree burns!

And now…

There was nothing Nothing at all It appeared as if he had never suffered the least injury to his flesh

Chapter 11

Clay Barton turned, aware she was staring at him

She flushed "Sorry I can’t believe the way your arm healed!" she told him

"Oh, that!" he said "I told you--it was just an irritation Rises, and goes back down That’s all"

"That’s all! Medical science would surely pay you a bundle I’ve never seen anyone heal like that"

"That’s because what you saw looked a whole lot worse than it was," he assured her He pointed behind the table where the chef orking

"What I saas bad! And actually, I was not a particularly good director, co, but I honestly forgot You’ve been wearing longsleeved shirts"

"Stephanie, I told you that I’d be fine I am Hey, your omelette is ready"

"Oh! Thanks!" She turned back, and thanked the man who had cooked her omelette But even as she accepted it, she marveled that it seemed impossible that he could have healed so completely in such a short period of time

As they walked back to the table, she saw that Grant atching her with dark, pensive eyes He had been watching the conversation She had no intention of telling him what it had been about It would only add to his hostility against Clay

As they sat, Liz s Grant how anxious I’ve been to get out to the dig

And I haven’t had a chance to go Now, it will really be a lot nicer--Grant will be aluide"