After breakfast, Vincent, Corrine, Margaret, and the girls prepared themselves to go and pay their last respects to Vincent’s father in the family burial tomb.
The journey was only a short one, so being such a bright, sunny day, they decided to walk to the tomb. The crisp autumn leaves crunched loudly beneath their feet as they all made their way along the path.
Jasper, and two of the younger servants, accompanied them on their way.
The two younger men could not help but notice the look of anguish on the older servant’s face as they walked. One of them asked him if everything was alright, but he merely brushed the question away with a wave of his hand, without answering.
Margaret kept hold of Emily’s hand as they walked. Although the little girl had already promised to be good and not
