I went to pull my trousers up. He stiffened again. “One moment sir,” he replied before slamming the door in my face and disappearing within. It was not Amy who came to the door but Agatha the Dowager Lady Ablington the late lord’s mother. The Dowager silenced me, “Be quiet Amy is coming,” she insisted. “What can I say, I am quite dumbfounded,” I admitted. “I was married very young Mr Longhirst, very young, and I had Alan very soon afterwards,” she started, “My husband Franklin was very much older than I you understand, and to be honest a thoroughly unpleasant person, so unsurprisingly with his guidance Alan became was a thoroughly unpleasant child and man in his image.”
“I knew nothing of this,” I admitted. “One moment sir,” he replied before slamming the door in my face and disappearing within. I went to pull my trousers up. “For what?” she demanded. “What can I say, I am quite dumbfounded,” I admitted.
