Britannia runs into Jake again - and I mean that almost literally; he comes very close to knocking her down with his car. Some tiresome and "spirited" (or so Betts thought, I'm sure, and maybe it was in 1978) dialogue follows. He even stops by for no apparent reason. Funnily enough, at the end of the chapter Britannia still doesn't even grasp that he lives nearby, despite the fact that she keeps running into him on the street.
She goes to church and sees Jake there. He's accompanied by a lovely ("if one liked glossy magazine types", the envious Britannia thinks, p. 49) woman.
Before church, Britannia goes riding with her English friend and their host, and sees a lovely house that she longs to see at closer range, but time doesn't allow for it. She promises herself that she will come back to see the house. Jake comes over and suggests that they ride bicycles together, so she suggests that they go to see the house, and explains that "I had a funny feeling when I saw it first - as though it meant something to me" (p. 51). She goes on (and I can't believe I'm bothering to recap this, because it's so blindingly obvious) that it's strange, because the only people she knows in the Netherlands are her hosts, and Jake. Jake even lets on that he knows the owners, and she's too thick to catch on. The chapter ends with this incredible mystery unsolved.
But before the chapter ends, Jake takes her for a tour of one of the local hospitals. On the way there, they encounter a family in distress, and give a little girl an emergency tracheotomy with the plastic from a ballpoint pen (!). Britannia never does get her tour, because the little girl needs surgery and all that.
By the way, I'l going to introduce a new tag: antiques. Betts heroines are often surprisingly knowledgeable about them - surprising, because they rarely have interests outside of the hero and work. Britannia comes by her knowledge honestly; she used to accompany her father to antique sales and auctions.
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
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