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‘Good evening.’
The Bedlington leapt down from Molly’s lap and snarled at Giacomo.
‘Is he yours, Sefton?’ asked Morley.
‘He’s mine, actually, Father.’
‘I see,’ said Morley, not entirely approvingly.
‘I might need to take him outside, actually,’ I said, having become keenly attuned to the dog’s toileting habits during our drive down from London.
‘Will there be anything else, madam?’ asked Giacomo, ignoring the dog, and indeed the rest of us.
‘Not tonight, thank you, no,’ said Molly, with which Giacomo disappeared as swiftly as he had appeared.
‘We’re staying at the Grand, Father, isn’t that right?’ said Miriam.
‘Yes,’ said Morley. ‘Perhaps I should come with you. Lots to plan for the next couple of days. We can take the dog, Sefton, if you’d be so kind as to ensure Molly gets back to her digs?’
‘Of course,’ I said.
‘We’ll take the Lagonda,’ said Miriam.
‘Do you have a driver, my dear?’ asked Morley.
‘Oh, don’t worry about me, I can fend for myself,’ said Molly, rising. ‘And I have Giacomo, of course.’ She bestowed triple cheek kisses all round. ‘Now, we all have a busy week ahead of us. I shall see you tomorrow, Swanton. And you too, Miriam.’
‘Hmm,’ said Miriam.
And so Morley and Miriam departed, and I was suddenly left alone with Molly in her dressing room.
CHAPTER 10
THIS TAKES SOME EXPLAINING.
‘Well,’ said Molly, taking a deep breath and gazing at herself in the dressing room mirror.
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