“We are here to speak with Mr. Longhorn.” Neville answered with condescension that made Mrs. Dixon beam with delight.
“All of you?” The woman looked each at Neville, Mrs. Peabody, Millie, Mrs. Dixon, and the Binkleys.
All
“Yes. All of us.”
All
For once, Neville’s no-nonsense attitude was incredibly pleasing. Mrs. Dixon lifted her chin. “Unless, of course, your master would have his guests spend the evening on the front porch.”
front porch
This snapped the woman into action. “Of course not. Do come in.”
The Longhorn entry was not as grand as the Ascariot’s; however, Gerard Ascariot had always been a profligate decorator. Mr. Longhorn on the other hand was deliberate in his extravagance and spent large sums of money on key pieces. The sparkling chandelier that hung above their
