CHAPTER FOURIt was not until late in the afternoon after they had explored the garden and the greenhouses that Lord Wilson sent for Arliva.
She walked along the passage to his sitting room feeling a little nervous in case he should think that she was too young to be Governess to the children.
When she entered the room, he was seated on a sofa with a rug over his knees and she realised that he was very much older and weaker than she had expected.
When she stood in front of him, he began,
“So you are the new Governess. I hear that you are turning the place topsy-turvy.”
“It is not quite as bad as all that, my Lord,” Arliva replied, “but I think that everyone had forgotten that the children are now too old for a nursery.”
“So you had them moved downstairs into the best rooms,” Lord Wils
