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On the journey back from Truro to Bristol, Karin couldn’t stop thinking about the dilemma she now faced. During the past year she had fallen deeply in love with Giles and had never been happier in her life, but she’d become trapped, playing a role she no longer believed in, and she couldn’t see a way out of the maze. If she suddenly stopped supplying information for the Stasi, her masters would call her back to Berlin, or worse. If she lost Giles, she would have nothing to live for. By the time she drove through the gates of the Manor House, the dilemma hadn’t been resolved, and wouldn’t be, unless …
* * *
“Is Karin joining us for dinner?” asked Emma as she poured her brother a whisky.
“Yes, she’s driving up from Cornwall. She’s been to visit her father, so she may be a little late.”
“She’s so bright and full of life,” said Emma. “I can’t imagine what she sees in you.”
“I agree. And it’s not as if she doesn’t know how I feel about her, because I’ve asked her to marry me enough times.”
“Why do you think she keeps turning you down?” asked Harry.
“With my track record, who can blame her? But I think she may be weakening.”
“That’s good news, and I’m so pleased you’ll both be joining us for Christmas.”
“And how are you enjoying the Lords these days?” asked Harry, changing the subject.
“It’s been fascinating shadowing Geoffrey Rippon, who’s been in charge of our application to join the EEC. In fact I’m off to Brussels next week to witness the signing of the treaty.”
“I read your speech in Hansard,” said Harry, “and I agreed with your sentiments. Let me see if I can remember your exact words, ‘Some talk of the economy, others of trade relations, but I will vote for this bill if for no other reason than it will ensure that our country’s youth will only have to read about two world wars, and will never have to experience a third.’”
“I’m flattered.”
“And what does the new year hold for you, Giles?” asked Emma, filling up his glass.
“I’ve been drafted onto the general election team and put in charge of the marginal seats campaign. Even better news, Griff Haskins has agreed to come out of retirement and act as my chief of staff.”
“So the two of you will be roaming around the country doing what, exactly?” asked Emma.
“Visiting the sixty-two marginal seats that will determine the outcome of the next election. If we win them all—which is most unlikely—we’ll end up with a majority of around thirty.”
“And if you lose them all?”
“The Conservatives will remain in power. I’ll be history, and I suspect your friend Margaret Thatcher will be the next Chancellor of the Exchequer.”
“I can’t wait,” said Emma.
“Did you take up her offer to meet again?”
“She’s invited me to have a drink with her in the Commons in a couple of weeks’ time.”
“Not lunch?” said Harry.
“She doesn’t do lunch,” said Giles.
Emma laughed. “So don’t regard anything you tell me as private, because I’ve got both feet firmly in the enemy’s camp.”
“My own sister, plotting against me.”
“You’d better believe it.”
“No need to get too worried,” said Harry. “Emma’s just been appointed a governor of the Bristol Royal Infirmary so she isn’t going to have a lot of time left over for politics.”
“Congratulations, sis. Eddie Lister is a first-class chairman and you’ll enjoy serving under him. But what made you agree to take on such a demanding commitment?”
“Maisie. It turns out she was a hospital volunteer, in charge of the library. I didn’t even know.”
