She gave a deep sigh.
“I always hoped that Master Vulcan would marry and I’d have his son to care for. But after he went off to that wicked War. I’m afraid it changed him. As you can see the nursery’s empty.”
“It is a very beautiful nursery,” Imilda said, “and very like my own.”
“I guessed as soon as I sees you you’d been brought up real proper,” Nanny declared. “You’re a lady and this is no place for a lady at the moment, I can tell you that.”
“Why?” Imilda asked.
She wondered if Nanny would tell her the truth, but thought it unlikely.
She was right, because Nanny said quickly,
“You’ll learn about things sooner or later and the later the better. Just you remember to keep your eyes open and your mouth shut. That is all I can say to you.”
This, naturally, made Imilda even more curio
