If you’ll go into the living room. I’ll find out if she is seeing anyone.”She saw a smile flash into his dark, mocking eyes, as though in amused appreciation of the barrier she was erecting. But he said bluntly, “Who are you? I thought I knew everyone in Felicity’s entourage.”“I look after Miss Manners’ little girl,” Meg replied coldly. “Will you wait, please?”Then she turned and went upstairs. She made herself go at an unhurried pace, but she was aware that, instead of going into the living room, he stood and looked after her.“Oh, dear, what is it now?” inquired Felicity fretfully, as Meg knocked and entered.“I’m sorry. Someone wants to see you. I said I would inquire if you were too tired for visitors.”“I’m much too tired for visitors. Who is it?” said Felicity.“It’s L—Mr. Sontigan.”“Leigh?” Felicity, who had been reclining elegantly on a couch sat up with energy. “What does he want? He didn’t say anything that would give you a clue?”“No!
