Chapter Twenty-Two
The garden – what’s in the dustbins? – Roldo and Sarah – a difficult pill to swallow – tea and interrogation – how do you know? – just talking
Gladys’s experiments in front of the Admiral’s house had not satisfied her. The day grew late, so she decided to continue at another time. While Charlie ran off in search of Tom the coachman to take her home, she idled alone in the garden.
Though the house itself was enormous, the garden was tiny. The Decharleses had clearly done their best to turn this little postage stamp into a formal garden. Then, just as clearly, they had thrown their hands up and simply installed some potted plants to shield the privy and dustbins.
Through a sickly box-hedge, Gladys noticed that one of the bins was askew. Just what did the very rich have
