I sleep deeply that evening and awaken in the morning feeling as though I want to spend the rest of the day in bed. I wash and dress, then go downstairs for a light breakfast of toast, eggs, and coffee. I pay my bill, but rather than go for the expense of a taxi, I catch a train to London and, after telephoning Lester to ask him to pick me up from the train station at Bath, I catch the connecting train.
The moment I lay eyes on Hilldare Manor I feel relaxed. As Lester takes the motor car up the crushed blue metal drive I see the servants have come out to greet me. They form a small line from the front door along the front of the house—Francois nearest the door and a young lad whose name I can’t remember, or don’t know, at the end. All of them are naked and I can’t wait to be likewise uncl
