Chapter Four
Lady Alexandra endures further defilement
Agatha Giggs had not got as far as the pony and trap and in the end she’d sent a message to say she wouldn’t need it after all.
The obstacle in Agatha’s path took the form of Mrs. Wallace, the Housekeeper.
Agatha was waylaid as she made her way past the kitchen to exit into the yard at the back of the servants’ quarters where her transport was waiting.
‘I want a word with you, Agatha Giggs,’ said Mrs. Wallace in a peremptory tone, arms folded across her large bosom.
‘You may have your word if you speak civilly,’ retorted Agatha.
‘Come to my room. I’ll not speak to you in the passageway.’
‘I hope the matter is of some importance. I was on my way out.’
As soon as they entered Mrs. Wallace’s tidy little room, the Housekeeper roun
