Chapter 34
Beauchamp tapped on my door, waking me from a fortunately dreamless sleep.
“I’m sorry to disturb you, Mr. Kipp, but you’ll need to get ready.” He hung up the midnight-blue suit I would be wearing.
“Did I spill anything on it?”
“No. I just gave it a good brushing, as I did your grandfather’s suit before I brought it to him. Now, I’ve shined your shoes,” he said as he set them neatly beneath my suit, “and ironed the shirt you chose to wear with this as well.”
“Thank you.” I swung my legs over the side of the bed and sat up. “Beauchamp, about this morning…I apologize for being in such a bad mood.”
“Mr. Kipp, you’ve never seen your grandfather when he was in a bad mood.”
No, I hadn’t, but I’d seen Sir.
“What you had was nothing more than a minor…a very minor…outburst.”
Grea
