Deirdre bit her lip tightly. When she came back to her senses, she made another call, typing the phone number in her memory.

After a short while, the call was connected and a sleepy voice rang out. “Who is it?”

Embarrassed, Deirdre parted her lips and said, “Madame Russell, it’s me… I’m sorry for calling you at this late hour. Were you sleeping?”

“Deirdre?” Eilis woke up and sat up straight. “Of course not. I'm still watching TV on the couch. What’s the matter? Why did you call me all of a su