see. Donât tell me, let me guess; Eve was in one of her moods? Was she very unpleasant?â
âAt the station she was extremely unpleasant; after that neither of them spoke a word to me until they got here.â
âJust wait until I have a word with her, sheâll feel the rough edge of my tongue. I love my sister dearly but she can be a real bitch sometimes. Politeness forbids me to tell you what Tony reckons she needs but you can guess. Something you could give her but I couldnât.â
A stifled chuckle reminded us we werenât alone. âIâm sorry, Polly,â Harriet said. âI should have introduced you. Adam, meet Polly Jardine: a maestro in the kitchen and my closest friend and confidante. Polly, this is Adam Bailey; he used to be famous.â
As we shook hands, Harriet leaned over to Polly and told her confidentially, âAdam was a TV reporter but I knew him long before that. We were at university together. I seduced him and heâs never looked back since.â
âHarriet,â I told her sternly, âstop trying to embarrass me in front of your friends. It didnât work years ago and it wonât work now. Shouldnât I make a move to get those cases up to the rooms?â
 âNo you jolly well shouldnât. If Eve and Edgar want them they can come down and get them. I canât wait to give Eve a piece of my mind.â
âNo, please donât do that,â I contradicted her, âlet me have the pleasure.â I paused, struck by something in her expression. âYou donât like Beaumont, do you?â
âNo, I do not ,â Harriet said emphatically. âNeither does Tony. Beaumontâs father was originally Tonyâs partner, and ever since he died Tonyâs been trying to get Edgar to sell his share in the business. The trouble is, Beaumont knows heâs onto a good thing so he sits tight. Tonyâs in a bit of a cleft stick. If he wants to get shut of Beaumont heâd have to engineer things so the company loses money. That wouldnât do us any good. The only reason weâve invited him is so that Tony can try to persuade him again.â
âHe might be tempted if you keep arranging accidents like the one he just had.â I told Harriet and Polly about Beaumontâs fall.
âI wish Iâd seen that. Never mind, Iâm going to enjoy watching you deal with Eve instead. Iâd better warn Tony and his mother not to give the game away. Come on, let me show you your room.â
âHarriet,â Polly called after us as we turned to leave the kitchen, âwhat time do you want me to serve the first course?â
âWeâll be ready as soon as Adam is, better ask him.â Harriet glanced at me.
âI donât want to put you out, Polly.â I smiled at her. âWould half an hour be asking too much?â
âOf course not, no problem at all,â Polly reassured me. âItâs been a pleasure to meet you; especially after everything Harrietâs told me about you.â
âWhat did that final remark mean?â I asked as I followed Harriet down the corridor.
Harriet grinned. âI should have warned you, Adam, had I been given the chance, that Polly is a dreadful tease.â
If I was to comply with the deadline I had promised Polly I would achieve, I scarcely had time to appreciate the luxury of my room. I had a quick shower, shaved, and was dressed but by the time I reached the ground floor the rest of the party had assembled in the dining hall. Tony had been deputed to meet me and guide me in the right direction. He met me at the foot of the staircase. âThe entire rabble has gathered at the trough,â he told me cheerfully. âWhen the butler summoned them they rushed through like a herd of Gadarene swine.â
The dining hall was a fitting chamber for a castle. It positively reeked of Mediaeval England. Was it, I wondered
Lynn Picknett, Clive Prince