CHAPTER FIVEDinner was not served that evening. Almost as soon as they had set foot in the dining room, Aunt Mary decided that she had little appetite and Viola concurred.
So Anjali was given the night off and both Viola and her aunt sat in the drawing room reading and sewing.
“We should not sit here and worry,” sighed Aunt Mary.
“Chindee is only five miles away, is it not?”
“Yes, it is. Which is why this particular uprising is so unsettling. There have been riots before, but if the Earl has been called in, it must be quite serious.”
“And you believe the Russians to be behind it?”
“I think that it is highly likely that they have a hand in it,” replied Aunt Mary, resuming her sewing.
‘Oh, Charles. Charles,’ prayed Viola, silently, ‘you must keep yourself safe.’
All she could think o
