Death By Sheer Torture
“(I disapproved of the extension, of course, as all returned travellers disapprove of things that have happened since their time, however much they disliked what was there before.) Mrs Killigrew, the new landlady, waited on us with a quite killing deference, which she no doubt thought was our due as part of the family at the Big House. Coming from Birmingham, she was living in the past, I suppose. Jan, I am ashamed to say, lapped it up.‘Any moment now she’ll be calling you the Young Master,’ she... whispered.‘Is Daddy the Young Master?’ demanded Daniel.‘No, dear. He’s not.’‘Who is, then?’We thought. ‘Well, Peter, I suppose,’ I said, and Jan and I collapsed choking with laughter over our poached eggs. Mrs Killigrew, returning, seemed to be noting down that seemly grief in times of mourning was no longer de rigueur in the best families.‘Are you sure?’ I asked Jan, when she had gone out. ‘About what you said last night?’‘Of course I’m sure.’ She put on her wise-family-friend look.MoreLess
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