26Lambert slipped his tablet into its protective pouch and was about to move when Sinclair came in. There must have been something in Lambert's expression that made the manservant stop and frown, curiosity burning across his features. 'Are you all right sir?”
“Perfectly,” said Lambert, forcing a smile. “I'm just making some notes.”
“That's exactly what I wanted to hear.” A smile returned. “You facial expression told me the opposite.”
“Oh, don't pay attention to my facial expressions. Actually it wasn't me.”
“How is that?” Sinclair raised his eyebrows.
“Memories. Never mind,” Lambert gave a small, dismissive wave.
“I didn't know you had one of those things, sir.” Lowering his head, Sinclair peered at the tablet.
“Oh yes. It's useful for reading my writing whilst I'm out in the garden
