Then Lord Locke said reflectively to the butler,
“Surely, Bates, you don’t mean a relative of Sir Robert?”
“His granddaughter, my Lord.”
“Here? Calling on me?” Lord Locke ejaculated. “Wonders will never cease! Show her in, Bates. I am full of curiosity as to why Miss Sullivan should be here.”
There was now a faint smile on the old butler’s lips.
He was well aware of the feud that had existed between the two big landowners ever since he had been in service.
When he went from the study, Lord Locke said,
“I had always understood ever since I was a child that the name of Sullivan must never pass my lips and their footsteps should never encroach upon our land.”
“If she is going to complain about the much contested wood, I am going to leave you,” Perry asserted. “I can remember when I wa
