CHAPTER 10Having seen Miss Crewe enter the White Cottage, Craig Lester walked briskly up the road and turned in at the gates of Crewe House. He was expected, for the door opened as he came up the steps. Rosamond stood back and shut it behind him. She had a little colour in her cheeks and her eyes were bright. There was no formal greeting. Her breath came rather quickly as she said,
“Did you meet Aunt Lydia? She has only just gone.”
“I didn’t expect to see her walking.”
“Didn’t you?”
“I did not. The time I saw her she looked as if she had been sitting in that chair of hers for the last fifty years or so.”
She tried for a reproving look, but it turned into an appealing one.
“Oh, yes, she walks when she wants to. She has only gone as far as Mrs. Merridew’s today—just opposite the Holly
