He received a wave of her hand, she said something through the closed door which he could not hear and then she was gone.
The Marquis turned to the butler with a look of consternation on his face.
“What was Lady Helen saying about children?” he enquired.
“I understand, my Lord, that not only was Colonel Winston ill but also the Nanny. Her Ladyship has therefore brought the children here.”
“Good heavens! And where are they at the moment?”
“In the nursery, my Lord,” the butler said, almost with a note of reproach as if he thought that the Marquis should have realised that was where they must be.
“I had best go and see what is happening,” the Marquis said more to himself than to the servant.
He went quickly up the stairs, realising as he reached the second floor and then ascended to th
