Chapter 26“We need to make a plan,” Lucy announced at supper a few evenings later.
They were sitting at the kitchen table, despite Lucy and the new housekeeping staff having finally excavated the dining room from underneath Sylvia’s Papa’s remaining things. Mrs Baker could force them to have lunch in there, but it was cosier in the kitchen and with only the three of them there in the evenings it was ridiculous to haul food down the corridor, so it was freezing cold by the time it got to the table.
The others looked at her.
“What sort of plan?” Walter asked, cautiously. “We’ve got a plan. Sylvia organises the patients, I organise Sylvia, you organise both of us.”
Sylvia threw him a mock-filthy glance as Lucy stifled a snort.
“A plan to see if we can find Anna,” she said.
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