She seemed distracted. It was often the case if the earl was at home. At three o’clock he noticed her asking Violet for her walking clothes. He watched from an upper window as she strode purposefully over the fields alone. She only did that when she was down—he knew her too well. His Lordship was...
The driver was chirpy and chatty, wanting to know the usual – what I ate on the island, what I could remember of the actual crash (surprisingly little, I realised. It seemed much longer ago than it was), if I was looking forward to the show. When I arrived I was taken through to meet Jack Northam...