She was very still, and quietly, almost fiercely alone, as if a chalk circle had been drawn roundher which no one was permitted to cross. Yet he could not believe she was here unescorted.The Ice Maiden indeed, he thought, his lips twisting with wry contempt, and definitely not histype.Hed met them before, these girls who, cushioned by their familys riches, could afford to standaloof and treat the rest of the world with disdain.And one of them