“I wonder what time they are expecting to have dinner,” Helsa enquired of Betty.
“I ’eard from Mr. Robinson, “that it be ordered for eight o’clock, but ’er Ladyship says that some of ’er guests might be a bit late.”
“You mean there are more to come?” Helsa asked in astonishment.
“Two more to come from London, I understands. One of ’em be a Lord someone or other, I didn’t get his name.” It was certainly a bigger party, Helsa thought, than she expected and she hoped Mrs. Cosnet would not panic.
At least she had enough staff in the kitchen to help her – the only difficulty was if she had enough food.
One thing, however, was really very consoling – there were plenty of bedrooms.
Never in her lifetime had she had known The Hall have half its bedrooms occupied, even at Christmas with relat
