The Fox in the Forest
“The lights were on in the high Victorian conservatory, lighting the old glass more brilliantly than ever in its heyday. Inside it, they could see Colonel Harry Davidson, watching the approaching car.
Mary showed them straight into the conservatory to see him when she answered the door. Normally she would have asked visitors to wait until she consulted her employer, but she had no formal instructions in these matters, and in her book the police overrode these social conventions. But if she h...oped for a little vicarious excitement from the visit of detectives, she was to be disappointed.
Davidson looked a little put out when they were ushered in, though he must have known they had seen him through the slight distortions of the old glass. He said stiffly to the maid, “You can go home now, Mary, before the dark. We won’t need you again today.” The girl thanked him and withdrew. There was nothing Victorian about the relationship of master and servant; far from bobbing her acceptance, she thanked him almost as though they were equals.MoreLess
Mary showed them straight into the conservatory to see him when she answered the door. Normally she would have asked visitors to wait until she consulted her employer, but she had no formal instructions in these matters, and in her book the police overrode these social conventions. But if she h...oped for a little vicarious excitement from the visit of detectives, she was to be disappointed.
Davidson looked a little put out when they were ushered in, though he must have known they had seen him through the slight distortions of the old glass. He said stiffly to the maid, “You can go home now, Mary, before the dark. We won’t need you again today.” The girl thanked him and withdrew. There was nothing Victorian about the relationship of master and servant; far from bobbing her acceptance, she thanked him almost as though they were equals.MoreLess
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