Chapter Twelve
Saving the PrinceAs Saturday dawned the birds could be heard tweeting merrily in the trees at the back of Courtney Towers, but inside a feeling of intense gloom pervaded everywhere.
One would have expected that the prospect of having the Mayor as the guest of honour at her soiree would have raised the spirits of Lady Courtney, but for some reason everything seemed to be going wrong, as far as she was concerned. Anyone with any knowledge of her moods among the staff would have been wise to have found some important task to keep them well away from her eagle eye as the day wore on and even the immediate family were not immune from her outbursts.
“Stop slinking off to that study of yours when I am talking to you, Henry – and the same goes for you, Sally. You don't seem to r
