“I don’t think you’re meant to give them cow’s milk until they’re two, Aunty,” one of the kitchen girls warned.
The old lady shrugged. “It didn’t do my tamariki any harm. Besides which, Mrs Du Rose isn’t well so it’ll have to do.”
The girls raised their eyebrows at each other. Leslie was an amazing housekeeper even when Miriam Du Rose was alive, running the hotel in her absence when the missus took to her bed with depression. But they all gossiped behind Leslie’s back when she was out of earshot.
“She’s making free with that family now. She wouldn’t have dared when Miriam Du Rose was alive.”
“Mr Alfred moved into the bunkhouse extension with Jack so Leslie could have his apartment upstairs, but I heard he was seen leaving it early in the morning by a house maid.”
“Jack?”
“No! Alfred
