14: Unlawful Entry
“I MUST APOLOGISE for appearing as early as this, Mrs. Cosham—”
“Early, sir?” A smile of amusement entirely altered the vinegary-faced woman’s expression, and made her almost attractive.
“Half-past nine early? You don’t know anything about a farmer’s life, I can see. We had breakfast and finished with it an hour ago. And if there’s anyone welcome in this house at any hour, it’s you. Do come in, Mr. Green.”
“Just a word with Norris, if you’d be so kind,” he asked, entering the hallway, and pausing to note that the grandfather clock had been made by J. Pollexfen, of Truro, in 1756. He was still wondering what connection the Coshams had with the West Country when May Norris appeared and held out her hand to him with a dignity— even a sort of reserve, he would have said—
