Chapter TwoWhen they finally arrived in London and drove down Park Lane, Petrina was watching everything with sparkling eyes.
She had been in London several times before in her life, but her father’s house was in Worcestershire and she had forgotten just how crowded the streets were and how colourful everything appeared.
When she saw Staverton House, she stared at it in astonishment.
Never had she thought that anyone she knew would live in so impressive a mansion in the middle of London. It stood on the corner of Upper Grosvenor Street and Park Lane and occupied three acres.
The entrance had a majestic stone screen composed of eight columns with lamp posts in between each of them.
There was a carriage entrance protected by superb metal gates surmounted by pediments bearing the Family
