CHAPTER EIGHT
The next morning at breakfast felt quite awkward. Frederick and James were walking on pins and needles, being overly quiet and polite. Even Simone wasn’t her usual prickly self. She had trouble looking at Anna and Ausable.
Frederick came over with fresh coffee and said, in almost a whisper, “More coffee, sir?”
Ausable pushed back from the table and gave Frederick a look. “All right, everyone. Enough of this silliness. It’s unfortunate that you found Mrs. Tattersall and me in a compromising situation last night. I’m sure you’ve wondered about our relationship for some time. So, now you know. And I will do everything in my power to ensure there will be no more surprises for you in that regard.”
The staff all heaved a collective sigh of relief.
“Oh, thank you, sir,” said Fr
