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She glanced at her wristwatch as she spoke. “That will be in about twenty minutes and please tell your cook that I am very hungry.” “I’ll tell her and I thinks what you says will save us a lot of trouble,” the housekeeper said. “I’ve complained over and over again that these stairs’ll be the death of me.” “Just think what a trouble that would be,” Arliva remarked. “Surely his Lordship entertains a great deal and there must be rooms on the floor below where the children would realise that they have grown out of the nursery and into the schoolroom. We would be far more comfortable than if we had to keep climbing a mountain every time we came in through the front door.” “She’s right!” Evans agreed. “I don’t know why I didn’t think of it myself. There be all those rooms in the West wing th