Masters And Lovers 1-4
Chapter 12
“Sir, I thought you would like to know. Since you've been, um, behaving yourself, there's talk of extending your privileges.”
“In what way?”
“Extra exercise time. A pleasanter job.”
“I fucking hate the laundries.”
“Don't blame you, sir.”
“Any chance of the library?”
“I'll see what could be done, sir, but I can't make any promises.”
“I understand…. Any news?”
“Little but wedding arrangements. The two men seem to have it worked out between themselves. One is actually marrying her.…”
“Which one?
sir. The other one is his
she’s happy
being
you talk to
can move any time you want
“Excellent.”
*****
a spare part. Limping into the dining room, I find a small buzz of staff, moving
“Can I help?”
they need, I think Michael and I can handle things in
I should do it, but I'm enjoying
have the
of staff who already know their jobs and how
carries in the first layer of the cake. It's a beauty. I’m no expert on these things, but the thing is a minor work of art, almost plain white, but with a filigree of
Not looking happy….
Stressed I suppose….
do you want it, Charlotte? Here, by the window with that lovely backdrop over the view?” Then the other… “Or perhaps over there? Where it would be easier for the
sets down her cake on the nearest table. Almost slams it down. “I really don't care….” Her voice is sharp, almost shrill. “…We've proved haven't we that I'm no good at formal dinners and how to