“The dining-room faced the sitting-room across the narrow hall. Like the sitting-room it had a low, dark ceiling and it had two small windows set deep in thick stone walls. Andrew found himself sitting between Mina Todhunter, who was on Simon Amory's right, and Rachel Rayne. The table was long and narrow and dark with two or three centuries of polishing. The man in the white jacket, Andrew under-stood, was the husband of the cook and besides acting as butler, when it was required of him, was gar...dener and chauffeur. In fact, the couple ran the establishment and were regarded by Amory as the most valuable asset that wealth had brought to him. ‘I've a very wonderful woman myself,’ Mina Todhunter said gruffly to Andrew, ‘but she only comes in once a week. She goes through my flat like a whirlwind, leaving it spotless. But I have to look after the shop almost by myself, with only a little help now and then, and I'm getting a bit stiff in the joints for coping with it. I've thought of asking my Mrs Leonard to give me a second morning, but it would be so expensive.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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