CHAPTER TWOFor a journey of only forty miles Michael decided to use his own post-chaise rather than take the train.
On leaving the club he and Win travelled straight to Win’s rooms and instructed his valet to start packing his clothes for departure in the morning.
“And prepare for a siege, Joshua,” Win said in a voice of doom. “We are going into unknown territory. His Lordship describes the place in the darkest terms.”
“A pigsty,” Michael confirmed, grinning.
Joshua blenched, but did not flinch.
“There is still a skeleton staff at the castle,” Michael said, “but that is all I know. There will not be much in the way of creature comforts.”
Joshua stood to attention.
“I am prepared, my Lord.”
“Stout fellow!” Win exclaimed emotionally.
Grinning, Michael left them.
Leroy, his own vale
