“He looks splendid in his uniform.” Mother sipped at her tea again.
“He does,” I allowed. “It quite suits him.”
“And you have had an agreement for many years.”
“We have,” I said. “Mother, I think you will be content to see me married off to any man, just so long as I am married.”
“I am merely trying to help, Robyn,” Mother told me, severely.
Father did not look overjoyed to see the Specials.
“We don't need you,” Father said, “but now you're here you may as well make yourselves useful.”
“Yes, Mr Moffat.” Andrew drew himself erect, with earnest duty evident in every line of him.
“And for God's sake don't get all military on me.” Father was in a tetchy mood this morning.
“No, Mr Moffat.” Andrew remained as he was.
“He is trying his best, poor lamb.” Mother glanced at me. “You cannot
