Watery Grave
“It was near the dinner hour and indeed we hoped to be fed. Yet as we ascended the stairs, we heard no hustle and bustle, no rattle of pots and pans, nor none of Annie’s loud laughter. We, or at least I, presumed that the kitchen was empty; but when I, struggling with Sir John’s portmanteau and my ditty box, managed to open the door at the top of the stairs, I was surprised to find both Lady Fielding and Tom Durham sitting quiet at opposite sides of the kitchen table. Her arms were folded. His h...ead was hung low. There was no sign of Annie about.
Tom jumped up immediately to help with the portmanteau.
“I’ll just take this upstairs,” said he, seeming most eager to be away.
Thus he made his escape, bag in hand. And though his mother seemed about to call him back, she checked herself and raised no objection.
Sir John entered the kitchen, came forward a few steps, stopped, and sniffed the air.MoreLess
Tom jumped up immediately to help with the portmanteau.
“I’ll just take this upstairs,” said he, seeming most eager to be away.
Thus he made his escape, bag in hand. And though his mother seemed about to call him back, she checked herself and raised no objection.
Sir John entered the kitchen, came forward a few steps, stopped, and sniffed the air.MoreLess
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