On the next page in Mr. Robson’s meticulous copperplate handwriting there was a list.
Orphanages and orphans.
Pensioners.
Reformed Criminals.
First Offenders.
Society for the Abolition of Climbing Boys.
Foster Parents for Illegitimate and Ill-treated Children.
The Blind.
The Anti-Slavery Movement.
Abolition of Children’s labour in Factories and Mines,
Society for Prevention of Cruelty to Animals.
Andrina read it, her eyes wide with surprise. Then she heard Mr. Robson make an exclamation as he came from the safe and realised what she had been doing.
“That is not for your eyes, Miss Andrina!”
“Why not?” Andrina enquired.
“Because,” Mr. Robson replied, “the Duke would be extremely annoyed if he knew that you had seen it.”
“But why?”
“Because His Grace does not wish anyone to k
