“No! Mrs. Longhorn-” Mrs. Dixon hurried after the woman, but she was too late.
As she got a closer view of the bundle, Mrs. Longhorn’s eyes widened. “Is that a…dog?”
Mrs. Dixon quite rudely thrust her body between the women. “If you will forgive us. Dear Mrs. Peabody, can you please assist Mrs. Ascariot?”
Mrs. Peabody, can
“With pleasure!”
“Neville, take the Longhorns up to Mortimer’s room.”
“Was that a dog in her arms?” Mrs. Longhorn was asking as her husband guided her away from the matriarch of the house.
Neville cleared his throat moving briskly toward the staircase. “Mr. and Mrs. Longhorn, if you please.”
Mrs. Dixon scurried after Mrs. Peabody and Mrs. Ascariot as Neville and their guests went up to search for clues.
“He needs a diaper change.”
“Where did she get the
