Chapter FiveSimon walked into the Breakfast room, where his father was already seated at the head of the table.
As he helped himself rather greedily from the silver dishes on the side-table, he asked.
“Any news of Diona?”
For a moment Sir Hereward did not answer. Then he growled, “She will come back when she is hungry.”
Simon sat down at the table and started to eat in the uncouth manner that had always made Diona feel slightly sick.
Then Sir Hereward, who was opening his letters, exclaimed, “Good God!”
His voice was so loud that Simon looked up.
“What is it, Papa?”
“I can hardly believe it.”
“Believe what?” Simon enquired.
Sir Hereward looked at the letter again as if he felt it was deceiving him. Then he said, “This is a letter from your Uncle Hurry’s solicitors to tell me that
