Lots of people, I knew, would turn up later in the afternoon, but not until they had washed up after lunch and put on their best clothes. So I could understand Lady Butterworth not wishing to address what looked like an empty garden.
“Does she have a big house party?” I asked curiously.
It was unlike her to have many people staying at The Castle except at Christmas time, when they entertained all their relations.
“So she said,” was the reply, “and she appeared to be in rather a fluster about them. They must be important.”
It sounded interesting. At the same time I had my doubts. I had never seen anyone of any importance staying at The Castle.
However, it was really not for me to judge because the only time we saw The Castle guests was in Church on Sunday and then so far as I knew only
