CHAPTER EIGHTNo sooner had Lord Cunningham greeted them than he was whisked away again. Moira and Ewen saw him but briefly before he and his wife left for Hampshire.
“My dears, I am sure you will find plenty of amusement without me,” Lady Cunningham had said as she waved from her carriage. “Berbridge has the invitations for all the parties over the next few days so please, go and enjoy yourselves. I have written to everyone to tell them that I am unable to attend because of the Brampton’s funerals.”
As the carriage disappeared, the postman arrived bearing a whole sheaf of letters from people who were also going to the funerals and who were cancelling their parties.
“What are we going to do with ourselves now?” groaned Ewen, as he opened yet another note that stated that the writer deepl
