She had wanted to speak to her Master today about George Radford, but this was obviously not a good time.
Mary was slim and dark-haired with worried grey eyes. At twenty-five years old, she was rather young for her position as housekeeper to a great castle and family, but in reality her job was very simple as the Earl no longer entertained or had visitors.
It had all been so different some years ago, when she had been appointed lady’s maid to Millicent, the late Lady Somerton.
Millicent had only been thirteen when her parents died in a tragic boating accident on the River Thames in London and she had been left as ward to the then Earl of Somerton.
People had felt pity for a young girl going to live with such a brusque military man, but as it turned out he had doted on the child, giving
