Chapter Four
The room fell silent and everyone turned to watch as Rosamund paused in the doorway and scanned the assembled company, as though seeking someone. Then she caught sight of me and let out a little scream.
‘Charles, darling!’ she cried, heading straight towards me and clasping both my hands in hers. ‘How simply divine to see you again! My, how well you look! Sylvia, you sly thing, you never told me how delightfully handsome he was looking!’
‘I can’t say I’d noticed,’ replied Sylvia carelessly.
‘Nor had I,’ I admitted. Everybody laughed and the moment of tension was broken. The buzz of conversation resumed.
‘Come and sit by me here and we shall have a nice cosy chat before dinner,’ said Rosamund, pulling me over to a Chesterfield at the far end of the room. ‘I won’t share you
