Chapter Twenty-Seven
~April 30~
“James!”
Lady Margaret’s enthusiastic greeting took Jamie by surprise. “My lady?”
She sat back in her chair at the breakfast table. “I feel like I haven’t seen you in ages.”
He could only smile. He filled her cup and then placed the tea pot, which he’d just carried up from the kitchen, in front of her. “I’ve been here as always.”
“But you’re here in the breakfast room this morning instead of at the front door. I suppose that’s why I haven’t seen you,” she said, sprinkling a little sugar into her cup.
“Yes. Mr. Holton decided to try the new footman, George, on the front door today. For some reason, he believes that’s a good place to start someone,” Jamie explained.
“Maybe so he can ease into learning how we like things done. The front door is a basic,
