Postcards From the Past
“‘Coffee tomorrow. Would you like me to pick you up?’ ‘Oh.’ He seems surprised by her offer. ‘That’s very kind but I’m sure I’ll find it. You’ve given me good directions. But you’ll be there?’ ‘Yes, of course. I want to see Hercules when he meets Bear. Well, I ought to dash off if that’s OK.’ Before he can answer there is a knock at the door and Sir Alec gives a little shrug of apology and goes out to answer it. Tilly hears him talking, a voice answering, and then he comes back.
‘It’s the curate,’ he says. ‘I think I told you about Clem, didn’t I?’ and he steps aside to allow Clem to come into the room.
Tilly isn’t prepared for a tall, lean young man with short gilt-fair hair and an attractive smile. She feels confused, almost indignant; he isn’t her stereotypical idea of a curate – though she isn’t sure what is – and he is casually dressed in jeans and an old Barbour jacket. Sir Alec introduces them and they shake hands. She suspects that Clem is amused by her confusion and she is rel...ieved that Sir Alec has taken control of the conversation, talking about the retreat house, so that she can pull herself together.MoreLess
‘It’s the curate,’ he says. ‘I think I told you about Clem, didn’t I?’ and he steps aside to allow Clem to come into the room.
Tilly isn’t prepared for a tall, lean young man with short gilt-fair hair and an attractive smile. She feels confused, almost indignant; he isn’t her stereotypical idea of a curate – though she isn’t sure what is – and he is casually dressed in jeans and an old Barbour jacket. Sir Alec introduces them and they shake hands. She suspects that Clem is amused by her confusion and she is rel...ieved that Sir Alec has taken control of the conversation, talking about the retreat house, so that she can pull herself together.MoreLess
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