CHAPTER 11The mist which had lain over the churchyard all day had by half past three in the afternoon spread into the park and was creeping up the long slope towards the house. A brief hour of pallid sunshine had failed to disperse the haze overhead. Milly Armitage began to count up bedrooms and rations, because if it was going to be foggy, neither Inez nor Emmeline would want to go back to town, and if they stayed—and of course Thomas—it would really be very much better if Perry and Lilla were to stay too. Three bedrooms.... And fish-cakes—the cod went farther that way than when it was boiled or grilled.... And if Emmeline thought she could keep to a diet in war-time she would have to go hungry, because the next course would just have to be sausages, and they could have baked apples for a
