She hurried to her father’s room, praying that she was right and Dawes would be there.
She opened the door and, to her relief, he was.
He was a man of over forty who had come to Sedgewyn House first as a knife boy and then de had raised himself year by year until he eventually became valet to her father.
He travelled with Lord Sedgewyn wherever he went.
Norina had therefore seen very little of Dawes since her stepmother had insisted on going to London, but she had known him when she was a child and her mother had trusted him implicitly and he had always been a very good servant in every way.
As she entered the room, he was collecting the clothes her father had worn during the day.
He looked up as she entered and said,
“Good evening, Miss Norina! It’s nice to see you lookin’ so well!
