Christmas was a time for families to be together, but she’d never felt too much a part of their family.“Will it be too much for you, Mrs. Cameron?” she asked anxiously. “I don’t expect they’ll stay long, because Uncle George still takes an active part in his investment business. He’s only semi-retired, really.”“They’ll maybe not find things as luxurious as they’re used to, Miss Merry,” said Mrs. Cameron, “but you know I’ll do my best to make them comfortable. It’s the first time I ever remember them stopping more than an hour or two. I don’t think Miss Ellen ever found them bosom companions.”“They’re all the family I’ve got,” Merry said quietly.“I know, Miss Merry. As a matter of fact, this house needs a wee bit of warmin’ up noo and again. If they can take good plain service, then we might have a good Christmas.”“I’ll help all I can,” Merry assured her, and went to settle in her aunt and uncle. Sylvia had treated them casually at first, but was now eager to tell them all about Nigel and Rossie House.“They’ve got fabulous jewellery, Mummy,”
