Check out the list of characters here: Turner's Rage: List of CharactersWilliam had run out of energy. It was his first day back at school, and the afternoon lingered on slowly. Still recovering from the burglary ordeal, he appeared fit, but Mrs Taggart could see he was not one hundred per cent. Soon, he complained of being tired, so she walked him home before school ended. It was a bit early, but there was no harm in him having a part-day, and his house was close. She advised Reverend Taggart before the two of them set off. “How are you feeling, William, after your first day back?”“I’m a bit tired, and I usually have a rest around this time.”“That’s a good idea. Once you have rested, you can take your dog for a walk and have fun!” Mrs Taggart remembered that the burglars killed the dog during the robbery. “I’m sorry, William, I forgot about Snups. Perhaps you can go for a play when Simeon and the others come home.”William made no reply. As they reached the front steps of the house, he ran up the stairs and through the front door, nearly bumping into Mrs Jennings. “William, I did not expect you home so early!”Mrs Taggart followed the disappearing William up the front stairs. “Ah, Mrs Jennings, I let William out early as he was tired. I am sure he will fully recover soon. Now, how are you after that ordeal?”“Ma’am, I was a bit overcome at the time but feeling well now. It was a bad thing, but we must move on. Thank you for letting us know William is home. I must be getting on now. Was there anyone else you require?’“No, thank you. I’m just letting you know William is home! I, too, must return before school ends and assist Reverend Taggart. Good day, Mrs Jennings.”“Good day, and thank you, Ma’am!”William jumped onto his bed and grabbed Snups’s collar, hanging from his bedpost. Hugging the collar, he lay silently on the bed, remembering the happy dog who was his best friend. As his eyes closed, William smiled, imagining Snups was licking his ear. Soon, he was fast asleep.Bethany came out of her mother’s bedroom, where they discussed the wedding plans. She heard Mrs Jennings call her, “What is it, Mrs Jennings?”“Doctor Bassington is here, Miss. He is in the parlour.”Bethany hurried down the stairs and found a beaming Neville waiting for her.“I have the advice from the attorney. The contract is settled, and the house will be ours by this Friday. I will move in on the weekend and set things up. What do you think of that?”“Wonderful, Neville. May we go and see it now? It is so exciting! It will be our new home, and you will no longer be sleeping at the back of the medical practice anymore. Why not have dinner there on Saturday night?”“Certainly, however, you will need a chaperone and a box for a seat. Perhaps Anne would be a chaperone? Mind you, I do not even have a table yet. I might find a big box, and we can have a picnic. Anyway, on Friday afternoon, I will pick up the keys!”Bethany stood back and looked at Neville with some alarm, “Neville! In all our preparations we have not thought about after the wedding. I know we are going on a honeymoon, but we will need a bed and some furniture, crockery, and cutlery when we return. I should have thought of this!”Neville smiled and reassured her, “A hotel is nearby if we can’t organise a bed. There is no rush. We should focus on the wedding and furnish the house as needed.”Bethany was determined not to stay in a hotel at the end of their honeymoon. They would set about purchasing some furniture. Coming from the kitchen, Anne heard Beth and Neville talking in the parlour. She ventured in, and Beth welcomed her with a quick question. “Anne! Would you be my chaperone on Saturday night, please, for dinner with Neville?”After all was agreed and the plans decided, Anne checked on William and found him fast asleep on his bed, clutching Snups’s collar. She whispered, “Will, we all miss him too!”She stroked his hair and covered him with a blanket. Normality in the house was returning, and all welcomed it. Anne thought about how empty it was without Beth and her parents. She enjoyed a busy home, but not too exciting! ‘Let me see what we can do about that dog?’ Mr McPherson would know where he purchased ‘Boiler’ and ‘Red Socks’. She would acquire a puppy for the children, especially William if she could afford it. She took out a pen, ink and paper.At Portsmouth …Robert quickly checked the time on the clock high on the façade of the two-storied building. He was due at fleet headquarters and mounted the stairs. His damaged hand throbbed from the physical activity, so he sought medical advice as a precaution. The Surgeon advised the wound was clean and should remain infection-free, given regular rebandaging over the next few weeks. He was concerned about fulfilling his role at the wedding.“Will I be recovered in three weeks? I am the best man for Neville Bassington’s wedding, and being free of bandages would be an advantage.”Surgeon Ludlam replied, “Yes, I am also attending the wedding. Neville and I are old friends. The recovery will depend on the healing process – it differs depending on the wound. Try washing the wound each night with salty water before renewing the bandage. Let the salt soak in for a while, and then dry it. You can always ask Neville for an opinion once you arrive in Guildford. I should be there on Friday afternoon and would be pleased to check it then.”“Thank you, Surgeon Ludlam, that is kind of you. By the way, what pray is your Christian name?”“Reginald, Sir.”“Reginald, let us be on a first-name basis for the wedding. I take it you are attending the Stag night?”“Yes, Sir. Neville sent me an invitation.”“I shall see you there.”Robert could not recall Reginald Ludlam on the guest list, but he knew Neville was still sending invitations. Best, he checked soon on how many Neville was inviting.As Robert entered Commodore Richard Jacob’s office, he rose from his desk and welcomed him. The reception was warm and well-meaning. “I say, South. That was quite a feat you pulled off. Well done. How is the hand?”“No long-term damage, thankfully. The Surgeon assures me I will live if I keep the wound clean and bathed in saltwater for a couple of weeks.”“Good, Good. The Admiral is waiting. By the way, Admiral Crouch from the Admiralty is also in there. I think they have more instructions for you. In you go, Sir.”Robert swallowed and strode towards the door. He knocked and heard, “Enter.”He opened the door and found the two admirals standing by the window overlooking the harbour. Admiral Sutherland smiled and walked over, “Robert, welcome back. Let me introduce you. Admiral Sir Franklin Crouch, please meet Commander Sir Robert South.”Crouch walked over, slowly taking a good look at Robert, then he smiled and shook Robert’s hand warmly.“Commander South, I hear your last few days have been interesting. It appears picking up a couple of canons in Woolwich is not as straightforward as first thought. Eh, Ha Ha!”“Not when the Irish are involved, Admiral. They have a different agenda, but we sorted them out.”“Well done, I say, Commander. Let us hope the crew is free of them now. I admit, I was surprised when I heard Lieutenant Small was a Republican.”“I was too, Sir. I thought him a good officer until the pressure started. If not for the Master and my servant, I would not be here now.”“I look forward to your report, Commander, but please, by nine tomorrow morning. I’ll brief you on that in a moment.”Admiral Sutherland noticed Robert’s bandaged hand, “How’s the hand, Robert?”“It will recover, Sir. By the time of the wedding, should see it right.”“Good. Now Admiral Crouch has another task for you.”Robert was concerned when he heard this. Unsure he had found all the traitors, he was not keen on another mission. He braced himself, knowing he must comply willingly. Admiral Crouch took a seat and waved the other two men towards chairs. “Sir Robert, the Irish problem is growing. It will not go away. I forecast this issue will not resolve itself until we give them independence. But others, especially the Lords with landholdings in Ireland, have a different view. With two uprisings and a third building, we need far more intelligence on these activities. Especially gentlemen, for the Admiralty, with the responsibility for policing our borders.”“I shall make the report my highest priority, Sir. You shall have it by the morning if that assists!”“That would be good, Commander, but I need you to present your report in London. The gentlemen at the admiralty need first-hand knowledge and an opportunity to ask questions. It is Wednesday afternoon now. If we leave for London tomorrow, we will be ready for the following Monday. I will read your report during our trip. I trust you have an officer you may leave in command of Restless.”“Yes, Sir. The Master, Mr Trotters. He performed with distinction during our little action.”“It was no little action, Robert. You cleaned out about twenty of them for the loss of only two men. Mutiny is no small thing, and given the circumstances, it is miraculous you survived. You handled this well, Sir.” Admiral Crouch stood and agreed with Sutherland, “Commander, you have saved one of His Majesty’s ships and protected her crew for the second time. The Navy needs young men like you and will not forget these acts of bravery. You have a promising career ahead. Now I will expect you at my coach at nine in the morning. Good day, Commander.”“Yes, Sir.”Robert saluted his senior flag officers, turned and set off for Restless. As he rushed along, he thought, “I hope this does not delay me for Neville’s wedding.”The McPherson Household, Greenwich …Hamish McPherson enjoyed a delightful bowl of fruit pieces as he sat at the breakfast table with Marjorie. “Jenkins! The breakfast is superb. Just what we need for a healthy diet. Thank you for making the changes I requested. It is better than I expected.”Jenkins was visibly thankful and smiled as he said, “A pleasure, Sir.”Hamish finished off a plate of strawberries as he thought about the letter received from Anne Turner yesterday. Marjorie, when he explained the issue raised, was of two minds.“Marjorie, after our discussion last night, I think the best approach would be a gift of a hound for the family. I saw how much young William enjoyed walking Red Socks and Boiler with Jenkins – he has a feeling for dogs, that boy! I am sure he is quite a melancholy little fellow now his dog is gone. The sooner the dog is replaced, the better. I’m surprised Jonathan has not acted already, as it will also be a good guard dog for them.”“Surely, if they want a guard dog, they would go for a Sheppard or a Doberman, Hamish?”“I’m not sure they realise they need a guard dog. The Vizsla would suit the children well as it is a fast hunting dog and very loving. They will smell a stranger at two hundred yards. That’s why we have them. Beautiful dogs. William will be so pleased with one.”Jenkins re-entered the room with tea and coffee. Hamish took the opportunity. “Jenkins, where did we purchase the Vizslas from?”“Sir, I have all the details downstairs. When I heard about the Turner burglary and that the dog was lost, I had similar thoughts, particularly about young William. Sir, I made enquiries, and there are puppies available now.”“Good, Good. Thank you, Jenkins. Please procure one, and Thomas and James will take it down when they leave on Friday for Guildford. Marion will survive without Thomas for a week. I would enjoy being there when William sees the puppy, but the timing will not permit this with my London and Reading trip. The boys will have that pleasure. Perhaps I may stop there on the way back!”Marjorie was unaware of the Reading trip, “Hamish, I know you will meet with the engineers in London, but why Reading as well?”“Dear, I have researched where the railway companies plan to lay tracks. Reading will be a central hub connecting London with the various southwest towns such as Bath, Bristol and Plymouth. It may even be a junction for the northern manufacturing towns. Mark my words; it will be a growth centre. That is why I want a pub there. My agents have identified several sites that require assessing before bringing in other investors like Jonathan Turner. Why not come, Dear – it will only be three or four days? You would enjoy the trip.” “What are you thinking, Hamish? Marion and I have far too much on with the wedding. I’m glad Thomas and James will be in Guildford. I will miss them, but it will free up Marion for wedding dress fittings. I left them alone as they were having so much fun. But there is still so much to be done!”At Guildford …Constable Rawlings remained calm as Jonathan Turner raised his voice. “You mean that despite my children’s clear description of this older man, there is no further progress on locating him?” “Mr Turner, we have done all we can with the limited resources here. Still, there is no trace of them. I would say that these chaps are highly professional and are keeping their heads down.”“So, we continue living in fear as these burglars freely roam the countryside?”“I’m not so sure, Sir. There has been a detailed search with descriptions posted, and the burglars will know at least one of them is identified. I think they have moved on. The mayor has agreed that we will keep regular guard patrols past your house during the night. I suggest you keep your guard up for next week; after that, we should talk again.”“I am not happy with this situation at all. I cannot have my family living in fear, Constable! Builder Robinson and his men will be here tomorrow, making some changes. Robinson will strengthen the ground floor doors and windows, increasing our security here at night. But thank you, Constable, for all your help. I am most thankful. Please stop in at the bakery tomorrow, and we will provide a fresh supply of bread and pastries for the watchmen’s families in our appreciation.”“Why thank you, Mr Turner, the boys will appreciate that. We will continue watching, but it is more likely these culprits are now gone.” With that, the Constable was off, and Jonathan, most frustrated at the lack of progress, was keen on sharing this information with his family. He entered the kitchen, appearing frustrated. Thinking about security, Eleanora spoke up, “Perhaps Jonathan, we should acquire another dog quickly or maybe two, as Hamish has.”“I know you all think I disliked the dog, but I had a soft spot for Snups! He was a good friend to the children but not a guard dog. I agree, Eleanora! We should investigate purchasing a dog.”“Father, I took the liberty of contacting Mr McPherson to determine where he acquired his two vizslas. I expect we may receive a reply when Thomas returns on Sunday from Greenwich.” Anne was sure Hamish McPherson would still have the information. “William loved their dogs, and they were such beautiful creatures. I think a new puppy would cheer him up no end.”“I hope Thomas has the details when he arrives. In the meantime, I will start making enquiries. Now Bethany, how are the preparations going for the big day?”“Very well, Father. I have booked the rooms at the Fox and Hound, and we will accommodate the overflow at the Swan. The acceptances are returning, and you will be glad to hear that Robert South’s family, the Earl and Countess of Fintelton, will attend. They have a suite reserved at the Fox and Hound.”“I thought this would make you happy, Anne, but you seem upset that Sir Hugh, Robert’s brother, is coming.”“It is that he is such a disagreeable man. He is about thirty, unmarried and has a reputation for drunkenness and womanising. He made a complete ass of himself at the dinner last Friday night. It was very disagreeable, I will not say any more, but I thought he was off the guest list?”“We will keep an eye on him, Anne. He will not dare play up in our company. I think the Bassingtons insisted that the complete family be on the invitation. If David Bassington requests Sir Hugh’s presence, he must have some good attributes!”“Lady Jane and Emma are lovely people, so please don’t judge the whole family because of how I described Sir Hugh.”“I shall not. The meeting will be a great honour. It is not every day you meet an Earl and a Countess, and they have large land holdings near Petersfield, so they must produce much grain!”At a Pub in Guildford …After finishing with Doctor Sopwith, Sir Hugh South headed off for his next engagement at an indiscrete hotel in Guildford. He reserved a room and then led two ladies up the stairs, each carrying three bottles of scotch whiskey. It was what Sir Hugh desired after a long day: plenty of drink and some women for his lust. He found himself quite drunk when he woke in the morning with one of the ladies draped across his legs and the other fast asleep naked on the floor. He rolled out of bed, and despite twice failing, he finally gained his feet and stood up before collecting the women’s clothes. There was one thing that Sir Hugh could not stand: women in his room in the morning. He held no sympathy for them, especially after the price he paid for their company. Throwing their clothes and belongings out the bedroom door, he dragged them both, despite their protests, from the room into the hallway and laughed as he closed and locked the door. There were screams of disrespect and banging on the door briefly and then silence as the women disappeared with their things. After washing, he took a full breakfast in the dining room, gathered his horse from the stable, and set off early. During the ride, he kept dwelling on his conversation with Doctor Sopwith. The doctor believed that Sir Hugh had contracted the ‘Pox’ and must use the mercury ointment morning and night for the next month. Sopwith was sure this would help, and he should soon feel some relief from the symptoms. It’s worth a try, he thought!At Petersfield, he was not interested in the White Rabbit’s attractions and continued to Fintelton. As he slowly rode up the long drive, a strange relief came over him like a child finding security in a mother’s arms. Riding into the stables, a groom took his horse, and Hugh made his way to the house. Entering the back entrance of the manor, he climbed the stairs and noticed the butler in the drawing room. Pike stopped when he saw him.“Sir Hugh, I am glad you are home. Your father has taken ill, and I have sent for Doctor Sopwith. I do not expect him until the morning. Mr Barrett and Sally will stay with your father tonight – but I think it will be a long night. He has a fever and is raving!”Sir Hugh frowned at the butler, “If he survives the night, I will see him in the morning. I am not well myself. Wake me if needed, but only if it is most desperate. Good night! Pike, organise a bottle of scotch for my room and have Sopwith see me once finished with my father?”“Yes, Sir.” The butler watched as Sir Hugh trudged up the stairs and into the hallway. Once he was out of sight, Pike raised his eyebrows and nodded. What would it be like working for this man if the Earl should pass away? He shuddered. Pike would prefer if the countess were home. Should he send a rider with a message? The rider would reach London by Friday evening before Lady Jane set off on Saturday. Yes, he would send a message. ‘Harting’, St James’s Square, London …Robert was not fond of visiting London, mainly because of the congestion, air quality and fog. At least ‘Harting’ was a little oasis in the middle of a vast city. The home in St James’s Square was most comfortable and convenient for family occasions, the best feature being its proximity to the Admiralty if he were ever posted there. The trouble was Robert was a country boy at heart and longed for the fields around Fintelton and the friendly atmosphere of Guildford.Admiral Crouch resided in Mayfair and kindly delivered Robert to the front stairs of ‘Harting’. “Sir Robert, I am unsure of our meeting time, but I shall send a message here once I know, probably late this afternoon. It will be sometime on Monday. Please allow plenty of time for the traffic, as these men think only of themselves and their schedules. So please be on time. By the way, your report was well written, Sir. Just what I was after.”“Yes, Admiral, I will be there quickly. Is there anything you require emphasised at the meeting?”“Yes, how desperate these Republicans are! I am sure the admirals and the bureaucrats do not understand that we are fighting a small war here. It is my opinion that this will deteriorate. These men want political freedom from our crown. You know what happened in America. A similar situation is developing on our doorstep. The King and the government will take an uncompromising stand on this. I shall send you a message with the details. Please be ready.” “Yes, Sir, and thank you for the ride from Portsmouth.”“A pleasure, young man! A fine house, Sir!” With a wry smile, the Admiral commented, “I should imagine you will sleep well tonight!” “Very well, indeed, my Lord!” The Admiral tapped the roof, and his carriage moved off, leaving Robert with his bag outside the family home in St James’s Square.Having only three hours of sleep since his meeting at fleet headquarters, Robert was worn out. It was four in the afternoon, and there were people everywhere. The bustle and intensity of London were both exciting and annoying. He turned, faced the four-story house, and noticed the open blinds. ‘Mother must be in town!’ It was only then he recalled Emma’s dinner with Anne. It's time for some news and then a nap! He picked up his bag and briskly mounted the stairs, knocking on the front door.The butler, Mr Matthew Staines, only recently appointed by the family after the retirement of the previous butler, Mr Dennis Hopton, answered the door.“Good afternoon, Sir. May I help you?” The butler stood in the doorway, preventing any enquirer from entering the vestibule. Robert was meeting Staines for the first time and took a close look. He was middle-aged, about his early forties and a tall, thin man with a firm face that would deter troublemakers. He was dressed impeccably in the family livery and appeared to be a no-nonsense personality type. His eyes cast across Robert in disdain as if saying, ‘Who the devil are you calling on this household?’“Ah, you must be Staines, the new butler. Let me introduce myself. I am Sir Robert South, youngest son of the Earl!”The butler looked Robert up and down and did not change his expression. Robert detected that the butler was sceptical and was thinking through his next move.“Sir. I have not had the pleasure. Lady Fintelton did not advise me of your coming. You will understand that I must check your claim as the countess advised that you are presently at sea off Portsmouth. My apologies, Sir. If you would please wait here, I will call upon the countess, who will verify your claim. Please take a seat on the portico. I will not be long, Sir.” As the front door closed in Robert’s face, he said, “I say…!”Being weary, Robert was unprepared for this slight but took into consideration that the new butler was not familiar with his identity. He sighed, “There is always something!’ After a long day on the road, he was not concerned and slumped onto a seat at the small entrance, placing his hat beside him. He probably would have been ropeable about this in other circumstances, but he resigned himself, “Hopefully, this won’t take long!”After ten minutes, the door opened again, and the butler appeared, followed by Emma. “Why, Robert, what a surprise – I never expected you here today.”“Hello, Emma. Neither did Staines! May I come into my own house now?” Robert eyed the butler.Matthew Staines, offering assistance, moved to take Robert’s bag. Standing firm, Robert held onto his case and walked past the butler with a grin. “Staines, I will be in my room on the first floor. If anyone calls, I expect a note from the Admiralty – please advise me when it comes. Now, Emma, will you accompany me upstairs? I must talk with you.”The butler stood back and nodded, “Yes, Sir.”Becoming somewhat irate, Robert turned and said, “It is ‘Yes, Sir Robert’, please? Remember that! Also, Staines, please have one of the maids bring a bowl of warm water, salt, and clean bandages.”“Yes, Sir Robert!” The butler replied without any change in expression and remained silent as Robert led Emma upstairs. Robert carried his bag as the butler did not attempt to assist him. As they climbed the stairs, Robert whispered, “He’s playing a dangerous game!”Emma said quietly, “Um! Yes, he is finding his way. Mother likes him. What do you need the warm water and salt for?”“Washing the wound on my hand! Nothing serious.”As they reached the first-floor landing, “What room should I choose? I am not giving Staines the pleasure of allocating me a room in my family’s house.”“Your old room will do – Mother and I are the only others here.”“Good. Now tell me, how did the dinner with Anne go? What did you think of her?”“It went better than expected; however, the plan did change slightly. Mother attended! Hugh made a late, undignified entrance, and then there was the burglary at the Turner house! A quiet night overall!” Emma smiled and reassured him, “But don’t worry, I like her!” Robert looked at Emma in horror, mouth open, “It does not sound like our original plan. What happened?” “Let me tell you all about it, but not here. You change, and we shall go for a walk in the square. Plenty of your clothes are in the cupboard. Mother will be so glad you are home. At dinner, I think you will be interested in her impressions of Anne!”“Mother! Impressions of Anne! My goodness!”At Guildford …Jonathan Turner and Eleanora had a quiet cup of afternoon tea together while the girls were at Hursts for another fitting. Marcia was with Aggie and Mrs Jennings in the kitchen, and the boys played outside. For once, a tranquil quiet came over the household, and Jonathan relaxed. The London journey was over, and the Constable had thoroughly investigated the burglary. It was now opportune for quiet communion with his wife. “Eleanora, you will recall as we journeyed home from London, we discussed having a butler and possibly renting a new home. I am in two minds about the matter and wanted your opinion on what we should do. I must say that after our recent trip, I am not so keen on travel anymore. It has changed my views quite a bit. I would value your opinions on a butler and a new house.”Eleanora could see that Jonathan was unsure about the issues. Since London, she too wondered if it was necessary. The baby was due in February, and she was now visibly showing. She was troubled as her health was not improving. She feared that too much change, especially when a baby was due, could complicate matters more than solving any problem. “Jonathan, thank you for asking. I have been very proud of you in the last few months. You have certainly been very controlled in your behaviour towards me, and I have appreciated this much. I feel far more at ease now than before. My thoughts on these issues are that this is our home. With a baby coming and my poor health, I think a delay for a year may be preferable. In a year, we may make a different decision!”Jonathan missed the implications Eleanora suggested when mentioning her health. His mind, as usual, was on business. “Eleanora, I have let things slip over the last two weeks. I agree with you. The butler and new house are not priorities currently. Robinson’s men will make the adjustments we require for our needs. The most important thing for all of us is the business’s success. I will concentrate on that.”“I would suggest the first thing you do, Jonathan, is rent or purchase those new offices. I need you out from under my feet here. This house will become far busier in the next three months!”“It shall be done, my Dear.” At St James’s Square, London …The message came a little before seven o’clock in the evening. Robert was dressing for dinner when Staines knocked on the door. “Come!” The butler opened the bedroom door and carefully entered. “Excuse me, Sir Robert, the message has come from Admiral Crouch, Sir!” The butler passed the message across, and Robert nodded. Staines took a few steps backward. “Will that be all, Sir Robert?”“Yes, thank you, Staines. I shall be down for dinner shortly. If there is a need for a reply, I shall advise you.”“Thank you, Sir.” With that, Staines retreated from the room.Robert felt satisfied with Staines’s performance this time. He opened the message and frowned as he read. The Admiral regretted that the meeting at the Admiralty would not occur until Tuesday next. However, Robert’s attendance was required for a formal dinner tomorrow at the Admiral’s house in Mayfair. A postscript said the dress would be a dinner suit, not a uniform. “Damn!” Robert was frustrated by the delay. The stakes were high, and he was still uncertain whether Trotters would cope if the traitors tried other tricks. There was no hope of him returning now before at least Thursday. Placing the letter on his dressing table, he thought about the implications. So, this was the life of a Captain. When you were on land, you might be away from your ship for some time. He must ensure the first lieutenant replacement was an officer capable of covering for him. Admiral Sutherland needed to replace Small with someone Robert would trust. Perhaps he should discuss this with Admiral Crouch at dinner tomorrow night. On the road from Ewell … Around two in the afternoon on Saturday afternoon, Thomas Turner and James McPherson’s coach approached Guildford, and both were relieved to be near their destination. Setting off early from Ewell, they planned their arrival for mid-afternoon so the children could take the puppy for a walk. “This farming country looks fertile, Thomas. You should have no shortage of grains here.”“It depends on our negotiations with the landholders. If they continue supporting the small mills, then we are in trouble. The negotiations for grain will be critical.”“Then, an incentive is needed. Reduce your margin and give the farmers a better price. Once the small mills are gone, you can slowly renegotiate the prices. You can achieve anything with a good strategy and plenty of time. Making too much profit is not the objective! You should plan for business continuity. The landholders will welcome this. Let them understand your plans – once they see a long-term future, they will be knocking on your door. “ “That’s an interesting approach! We can afford some margin loss if it will favourably influence the landholders. Did you use this approach in Scotland?”“We did in Edinburgh, but it was slightly different in Glasgow. The supply was more difficult, and we shipped it in – so the strategy was more bidding for contracts on the corn exchange.”Thomas had no idea about Scotland and wondered what it was like, “Do you enjoy living up there – it must be cold?”“If you are born there, you don’t know any different. Father had us schooled in England, which gave us an educational advantage but not our resistance to the cold. Yes, we found it hard on holidays when we went home, but now I live there and don’t mind. Anyway, there are other attractions!”“What, you mean you’ve got a girl up there?”“Aye, laddie! A wee lass of my liking! Glasgow is always a welcome sight.”“What is her name, Jamie, my boy? ““Why not come up and see?”“Perhaps we might end the honeymoon there. That would be fun!”“Why not! Come and stay, and we will show you the sights.”“Come on, tell me her name. I will keep it confidential!”“There is a reason for my secrecy. You must give me your oath!”“But I thought you would be proud of making it known?”“My mother has busily arranged all my brothers’ marriages, and I was making sure she would not organise mine. So, I kept them guessing. As far as they know, I do not have a lassie. I thought I would break it gently to them when I was ready.”“I see. Then, James McPherson, you have my word. Shake on it?”Thomas and James were developing a close friendship. They liked each other and had similar views. Thomas liked James because he hardly ever touched beer despite being a brewer. Thomas had a similar mindset and found too much beer was not good for his system. They both leaned forward, shook hands, and laughed. Thomas then said, “The name?” James blushed. It was the first time Thomas saw James overcome with emotion. “Isla!” James’s face beamed as he said her name. “I think you must love this girl very much!”James nodded and kept smiling as he turned and looked out the window. Thomas could see that he was still blushing and thought there must be quite a story here. But it was not the time to press his friend. There would be plenty of time in the future for this story. Mr McPherson’s carpenters had hastily constructed a wooden travelling box for the puppy. As they rounded the corner into High Street, the coach jolted on a rough cobble, and the puppy jumped in surprise. He sat up, opened his big brown eyes, and whimpered at Thomas. Picking the puppy up, Thomas gently soothed him in a cuddle, saying, “Nearly home, boy. Just up the street now. I hope you’re ready for some excitement.” Putting its paws on Thomas’s chest, the puppy licked him on the cheek. “Affectionate little thing he is!” Thomas passed him over and then wiped his cheek with a handkerchief. “Here we are!” The coach pulled to a stop outside the Turner’s house, and everything was quiet. “That’s good. The family are not expecting us. Usually, there is a welcoming committee outside and much merriment. We can sneak in with the puppy and surprise them.”Thomas hopped down and left the coachmen with the luggage. They both tip-toed up the stairs, carrying the puppy in its box. Thomas found the front door unlocked and carefully opened it. The two men went inside, James following Thomas as he approached the stairwell. By coincidence, Mrs Jennings came out of the parlour simultaneously and collided with James. She looked up and saw this unknown tall young man in a cape looking down at her; then she saw the back of another caped man climbing the stairs, box in hand. To her surprise, and not recognising either man, she panicked that the burglars were back and flew backwards, letting out an incredible scream of terror and then fainted on the ground. Thomas saw her go down and rushed over, throwing his cape aside. James knelt beside the terrified woman, speaking gently and reassuring her. Jonathan Turner sped from his study into the hallway and gasped at the sight. Thomas and James were carefully sitting up a flustered Mrs Jennings. Scared by the commotion, the puppy jumped out of its box and dashed through Jonathan’s legs and up the stairs, seeking safety. At the top, it flew into Clementine’s arms, shivering. “You poor little thing!” Clementine cuddled it and slowly walked back down the stairs, where the scene unfolded. “Why, James and Thomas, we did not expect you until tomorrow.” “I gather that, Father!” Thomas said, looking down at Mrs Jennings, who was dusting herself off now, ashamed of her reaction. James carefully picked up the things she was carrying and, with a smile, said, “Mrs Jennings, I am James McPherson, and we are sorry about scaring you, but it was a surprise for the children! Thomas and I were delivering a puppy directly. We had no intention of causing you alarm; we are most sorry!” James passed the items he held to Anne and gave Mrs Jennings some comforting words, “Now you are alright, Lass, aren’t you?”“Yes, Yes, Sir. I am still a little nervous after the burglary. I am sorry, Mr McPherson, I just reacted too quickly. I’m better now.”“Why my mother would have done the same, Mrs Jennings. Now come into the kitchen and sit down. I will make you a cup of tea!”Thomas blurted out, “There’s no need ….” when Anne took his arm and stopped him from interfering. “Thomas, just let it be. Let’s go into the kitchen and have a cup of tea.”Glancing around, James spied the kitchen door at the end of the hallway.“Now come with me, Mrs Jennings, and we will make that tea.”Anne raised her eyebrows at Thomas, and the other family members followed them down the hallway. Thomas smiled and walked behind Clementine, who was still cuddling the puppy. Jonathan Turner breathed a sigh of relief that the burglars were not back. He quickly checked the front door, which was locked, and then dashed up the stairs to check on Eleanora, who was sleeping peacefully. Relieved, he walked downstairs and found Aggie making the tea. Marcia was on James’s lap, showing him her drawing, and the others were admiring the puppy, which Clementine was still cuddling. “Sorry, Father, we planned to surprise the children, but Mrs Jennings discovered us at the wrong time. The puppy is a present from Mr and Mrs McPherson.”“You gave us a start, but no harm is done. Glad you are back, Thomas and welcome, James.”Anne suggested, “Perhaps Thomas, you could make the introductions?”“I’m sorry, I forgot most of you had not met James. Let me introduce you. Please meet Mr James McPherson from Glasgow, Scotland, who has been my instructor in brewing. James, this is Anne, Clementine, Madeline, and Marcia. Of course, this is Mrs Jennings, who you now know well.” The housekeeper giggled, “And this is Aggie, our maid. I assume the two boys, Simeon and William, are down by the river, and Bethany will be off with Neville somewhere.”Jonathan smiled, “Welcome, James. I shall thank your father for the puppy in my next letter. We were investigating a purchase, so this is most timely.”“That is our pleasure, Mr Turner. My father hopes it will cheer up the children after the loss of your dog.”“He is too kind. Thank you, James. Now you will join us for dinner tonight, won’t you? Mrs Turner will be most keen on your company. She is asleep upstairs at present.”“I hope so, Sir! Thomas has offered me a bed for a few days!” At `Harting’, St James’s Square, London …The rider came early Saturday morning as Lady Jane, Robert, and Emma had breakfast. The message requested Lady Jane’s return directly as the Earl’s health had deteriorated, and Pike had called the doctor. Lady Jane was stoic in these situations, given the Earl’s previous serious illness record. Thankfully, he recovered each time, but as he aged, each occurrence worsened. “Robert, it seems we must leave you and venture home quickly. Your father is unwell, and Pike has sent word requesting our return.”“It must be serious if Pike has sent word. I will also come as soon as my business in London is complete.” Robert re-read the message and was concerned – Pike always accurately summarised the situation. Lady Jane considered the travel ahead. “If we changed horses, say in Epsom or Guilford, we should make it through in one day. What do you suggest, Robert?”“Mother, the roads between London and Guildford are reasonable, but from there, they deteriorate, and I would be alarmed if you were travelling them by night. Even if you left now, you would not arrive at Guildford until after dark. Change the horses at either Ewell or Epson. I would suggest Ewell as the connecting road to Guildford is better. Stay overnight at Guildford and leave at first light on Sunday morning for Fintelton. I know the situation is urgent, but it is quite dangerous in a coach at night. If you decide to continue from Guildford, I advise runners with torches ahead of the coach.”Emma, too, was thinking about the trip. “Mother, Robert is correct. We should stop at Guildford. That is more than enough for today. You know Father – he always recovers!”“I’m not sure, Darling. I have a bad feeling about this message. Pike does not normally send messages unless the situation is urgent. However, I understand your concerns, so we shall stop at Guildford.”She called the butler.“Yes, Milady!”“Staines, would you please arrange an express? Let the Fox and Hound at Guildford know that Lady Emma and I will require our family suite overnight and fresh horses in the morning. Please dispatch the rider soon; he should reach the hotel well before us.” “Yes, my Lady!”Emma was thankful. She was concerned about a long country night ride in the coach. “Robert, I would feel far safer if you accompanied us.”“You and Mother will be safe. The coach will reach Guildford soon after dark. Perhaps you would call on Anne? I wish I could come, but I am under orders, so I must attend tonight’s dinner with the Admiral. Emma, that is the navy; we must serve our masters and our country.”“You will come as soon as you can?”“The meeting at the Admiralty is on Tuesday, so I should be there by Thursday night. I shall also stop in Guildford on Wednesday evening.” Lady Jane looked up as Robert said this and saw the smirk on Emma’s face. “Robert. We have already discussed this young lady, and I find her most acceptable from our meetings. Please remember she is still young and impressionable. There is no need for haste until you are sure of your feelings. Neville’s wedding will allow a meeting with Anne’s parents. Hopefully, your father will recover and attend, as well. But remember, this will not be easy. It will take some time before she is accepted. Are you sure this lady is the one you have set your heart on?”Emma looked up. She was surprised by how openly her mother expressed these issues.Robert put down his cup of coffee, straightened his back and faced his mother. He was determined that there should be no doubt in his mother’s mind.“She is the woman I love, mother. If I do not marry Anne, I will not marry at all!”“Then, my boy, it seems you have your heart set on this young lady. I am glad for you, Robert. You will have my blessing and my support. I hope she knows what she is taking on! But now we must be off, Emma. That is enough breakfast! Let us be on our way.”After farewelling the coach, Robert came inside and asked Staines for another cup of coffee and toast. The day outside was fine and clear, with a light breeze blowing. Events were moving faster than he planned, with his mother now aware of his declaration of love for Anne. They would see her in Guildford tonight. He hoped this would encourage Anne. With her now having friends in his family, he gained confidence in the plan for Fintelton next July. As his mother said, the next challenge would be, ‘I hope she knows what she is taking on!’ He understood how unforgiving the upper class could be.“Sir Robert?”“Yes, Staines”“Sir, while we are alone. If I might speak with you on a delicate matter?”“Yes, certainly!”“Sir, I must apologise for how I received you yesterday. It was my mistake not to invite you inside straight away. My caution was too zealous as I was unaware of your face and mindful of your mother and sister’s protection. It was my mistake, Sir, and I apologise for any embarrassment I have caused.”“Staines, thank you for your kind thoughts. I am sure you were doing your job as expected, and I have no difficulties with that. But thank you for your kind words, and your apology is accepted. I hope that we will have a long and fruitful relationship. We shall let it rest at that.”“Thank you, Sir Robert. Your confidence in me is most appreciated. I have not had the pleasure of meeting Sir Hugh, so I will endeavour not to make the same mistake.”“Just one word of advice, Staines. Sir Hugh’s approach is far harsher than mine. Be on guard; he will not be as forgiving as I am.”“As I have not met him, I am unsure how I might achieve this.”“Then you must find a way, Staines. It is in your interest. I suggest checking some of the family portraits in the stairwell.”“Thank you, Sir.” With that, the butler withdrew. Robert was quite impressed that he sought him out and apologised. The making of an apology was always a challenging task. His opinion of Staines improved. Later that evening, Robert arrived at Grosvenor’s Square. As requested, he was dressed for dinner, plus a cape, top hat, and gloves, ensuring no embarrassment. It was an impressive house similar to ‘Harting’, four stories high with a small covered entrance at the front door protecting guests from the weather. There was a lower story, but with no visible access, Robert assumed there must be a lane behind the houses allowing tradespeople entry. Approaching the house, he noticed two other large coaches parked outside. As he neared the entrance, a gentleman in a suit moved into his path. “Identity, please, Sir.”“Commander Sir Robert South, Sir, and who are you?”“Colonel Scott, Sir Robert. Security.”Looking over Colonel Scott’s shoulder, Robert saw several other men in the shadows, one in military uniform.“May I proceed, Colonel?”“Which ship do you command, Sir?”“HMS Restless!”“You may proceed, Sir!”“Thank you.” Robert knocked with the entry knocker and waited for the butler. After a few minutes, the butler answered the door but said nothing. Robert then realised he must make the first move.“Commander Sir Robert South for Admiral Crouch.”“This way, Sir Robert!”The vestibule was polished marble with many large paintings of Royal Navy ships. The curtains were a thick blue and white velvet, and carefully placed candles gave the room a warm feel. “Make I take your cape, hat and gloves, Sir?”“Thank you.”The butler placed the items in a small room at the side of the stairway leading to the first floor. Robert noticed another man watching him from inside the cloakroom.“Admiral Crouch is expecting you, Sir. If you would follow me.”Robert followed and was led into a large dining room with a long, polished wood table with enough space for twenty guests. From the table setting, he noted there were only five places. Two large candelabras on the dining table provided a warm glow for the flower arrangements. Massive chandeliers hung from the ceiling, brightly lighting the room. Several servants stood along each wall in naval uniform, and Admiral Crouch stood with three other gentlemen nearby. “Ah, Sir Robert, glad you could join us on such short notice. Sorry about the security, but we can’t take chances these days. Let me introduce my other guests.” Robert walked across with the Admiral, “Firstly, Lord Dawlting, may I introduce Commander Sir Robert South.”Robert quickly recognised the name and the esteemed company he joined for dinner. Scrambling for the correct etiquette, he stood at attention and gave a short bow. Moving forward, the Earl held out his hand. Robert took the cue, and they firmly shook hands.“Sir Cecil is the Earl of Dawlting and is now retained by the Admiralty Board as a consultant. Of late, he has been advising the Admiralty on the Irish situation.”“I have heard much about you, Robert. I understand the previous two weeks have been challenging?”“Yes ……Lord Dawlting!”“I enjoy meeting with our young navy captains. I remember my time at sea with great affection!”Robert felt a little easier, knowing the Earl had a navy connection. “Excellent, my Lord.”The Earl retook his seat, allowing further introductions by Admiral Crouch. The Admiral mentioned, “Sir Cecil achieved the rank of Commander in the Navy and then moved into a consular position. His career has been impressive. Now, you know Admiral Sutherland?”“Certainly, Sir. Good evening, Admiral. I was wondering if you would be in London as well.”“And you too, Robert. How is that hand coming on?”Robert lifted his left hand and revealed the bandage. “Are you familiar with Surgeon Reginald Ludlam at Portsmouth?”“Yes, I have met him.” “He gave me instruction on bandaging and bathing in saltwater. The wound is healing quickly. The treatment is proving very effective.”“Hm … I’ll keep him in mind, Robert.”Admiral Crouch then introduced Mr Malcolm Smith from the Admiralty. Malcolm now held the position of Comptroller. Malcolm came across, smiling and shook his hand, “Welcome, Sir Robert. We have not met since that dinner at the McPherson’s in Greenwich. That was a fine evening, and I enjoyed your company then.”“Thank you, Malcolm. Much has transpired since we last met.”“Yes, and you are the one who has been having an exciting time, it appears!” looking at Robert’s bandaged hand. Admiral Crouch then offered Robert a seat, and the dinner began. Robert was surprised as he found the Earl good company indeed. There were no pretensions, and he was keen on making conversation. During the first course, the Earl asked, “How is your father at Fintelton? It has been a long time since I have seen him. Lord Fintelton must be aging the same way I am. Would he be in his seventies now?”“Yes. Father is in his early seventies. I have received news that he is quite ill, and I intend a rest stop there before arriving in Portsmouth. My mother and sister left London today, returning home urgently. However, I am sure he will recover – these bouts have affected him before.”“That is most unfortunate. Please give your father my regards and best wishes for a speedy recovery.” Once they finished the main courses, as Robert expected, the reason for the dinner became obvious. Admiral Crouch handed the conversation over to Lord Dawlting. “Robert, as you probably know, I served with the Royal Navy for some years, having two commands. I then moved into the Southern Department in the consular area, where I served in several posts, the last being in Ireland. Admiral Crouch has kindly requested my assistance consulting on the Irish problem.”Robert nodded that he was aware of what the Earl was explaining. “We decided that rather than the full Board and other committee members receiving a presentation, we should first meet with you and fully understand what happened on your last voyage. From the report, the circumstances are consistent with other events occurring. It appears that a pattern is emerging.”The Earl now captured Robert’s attention, “Excuse me, my Lord, you mean there have been other traitors on ships?”“Yes, many of the Irish have been press-ganged into navy service. The republicans easily convinced these men that revolution was the only way of achieving independence. There have been other incidents, but none as dangerous as the previous incident on your ship when Irish boarders attacked Captain Hughes. To gain access with such precision, we are now sure there were collaborators amongst the crew. A similar plan was prosecuted for your return journey to Portsmouth. The more alarming fact is that these revolutionaries are working freely in England right under our noses! Thanks to you, they suffered a significant defeat when you outsmarted them off Portsmouth. Well done, Robert – that was a heroic action. But it now confirms that we have a more substantial problem than we first thought.If it is not too much trouble, we would like your account from the start describing what happened aboard your ship from when you first set foot on Restless. Admiral Crouch, if we could have a supply of coffee, please? I think this will take a while.”Robert noticed that Colonel Scott joined the group with writing paper, ink and pen. Assuming he was taking notes for Lord Dawlting, Robert sat back, breathed deeply, and gathered his thoughts. “Certainly, my Lord. I must begin after leaving Admiral Sutherland’s office some weeks ago when I received my commission!”Robert related the complete story for the next hour and fielded many questions from Lord Dawlting and the others. They were particularly intent on understanding relationships among the crew and how an officer could become a traitor. “You mean you climbed up the rigging after this traitor? Why not send up an officer? A captain should remain on the quarter deck in control!”“Sir, there was no time, and I wrongly assumed Small, the first officer, was trustworthy. My assumption proved incorrect. However, I would have lost the ship if I had sent Small. Also, I was not keen on remaining a target for these traitors, so I acted. It paid off by capturing the chap and flushing out Small. My great regret is that Mr Door lost his life.”“Yes, damn shame!” said Admiral Sutherland. Admiral Crouch carried a grim face. “It is my opinion, Robert, that this rebellion is far from over. We have a small victory here, but they will try again. They want a Navy ship for some reason. Perhaps it is for smuggling in arms, but you would think a smaller, low-key vessel would attract less attention?” There was a short silence as they considered this question. Robert restarted the conversation by addressing Admiral Crouch. “Sir, this is a new role for me, but I have considered their aims. I saw the look in the eyes of these men as they died. They are proud and willing to die for their cause. They believe this is a war and will not consider it won until they gain independence. Their plan must be gaining assets that will inflict as much damage on us as possible, gaining support for them in Ireland and their dream of independence.”The Earl interjected, “You are probably right, Robert. But they shall never achieve it! Ireland is part of the United Kingdom and will remain so!”Malcolm Smith then gently replied, “Excuse me, my Lord. We certainly agree with what you said, but I am not sure Robert’s suggestion was such. I think, and correct me, Sir Robert, if I am wrong! You are saying that if they acquired a navy ship in the short term, they would have canons at their disposal. They could inflict some terrible damage on any unsuspecting seaport area. Perhaps even sink ships. An action like this would draw attention and demonstrate their strength. A major victory for their quest. The Republicans would score a public relations victory!”Robert sat forward, “Precisely, Sir. If they have tried twice, whoever is in control has a specific plan, and they will try again. Admiral, I suggest you advise Captain Foster so he is forewarned. Who knows where they will strike next?”The Earl sat straight in his chair, considering Robert’s suggestion, “I understand now why Admiral Sutherland gave you this command. You are a good thinker, Robert. We need men like you.”“Thank you, my Lord.” Admiral Crouch said, “Gentlemen, we have heard enough for tonight. Thank you, Robert, for joining us. It has been a pleasure! I would also say, please keep this meeting confidential. We have kept a lid on these revolutionary tactics of the Irish. We do not want the public aware of what damage they are inflicting. It would not be helpful at this time.”Robert stood, then thanked his host and the others.The Earl approached him as he was leaving, “Robert, my thanks for risking your life for your country. Your father will be in my prayers for a swift recovery. I have fond memories of Sir David. We spent some great times together over the years – you are probably not aware of how close we were. Please pass on my regards when you see him.”“I shall, Lord Dawlting. I appreciate your concern.”Robert then descended the stairs, where the butler provided his hat, gloves and cape. Admiral Sutherland then appeared at his side.“Interesting chap, the Earl. I will tell you a bit about him when we have time. But first, we must concentrate on your orders, Commander South. I am sure we will stop these Irish soon. Well done tonight! I will draft a message for Foster and have it away by Monday morning. He should receive it by the end of the week. I expect his first report to arrive when I return to Portsmouth. We shall have some more intelligence then.Admiral Crouch and I have decided on an alternative strategy for the gentlemen at the Admiralty. There will not be a meeting on Tuesday. So, you may head off tomorrow – I’m sure you could do with a free day in Guildford.”The Admiral smiled as he shook his hand. Robert appreciated the cheerful encouragement that he always received from the Admiral. “Good night, Admiral Sutherland.”He ventured outside, where he found his coach waiting. Colonel Scott stood holding the carriage door open. Before he entered, Robert said, “Thank you, Colonel!”Colonel Scott smiled and gave him a wink as he gently closed the carriage door and waved the coach off. During the ride home, Robert reflected on the meeting and the kind words from the Earl about his father. He was unaware of much of his father’s history. As he considered the lengthy discussion that evening, Robert became concerned. Only Admiral Crouch appeared to consider this threat would escalate. Robert recalled the determination in the eyes of the Irish traitors. His opinion was that this struggle was only beginning and far from over.At Guildford …Early Saturday evening before the sunset, Neville Bassington sat in the parlour of his new home in Guildford, located on a street up behind the ruins of Guildford Castle. The view from the front porch was panoramic, over the town and the forested hills across the river. However, the rooms were practically empty except for Neville’s sea chest, his medical bag and several tea chests of different sizes. A limited number of candles throughout the house provided enough light for entertaining this evening. A makeshift bed and some old drawers purchased at the markets were in his bedroom. His most extensive piece of furniture was his sea chest, which would suffice as the table. Fortunately, the lid was flat. The furniture he and Beth purchased the previous day would not arrive for another week. So, he was without a table, chairs or parlour furniture. For chairs, he positioned several tea chests that held his belongings. He glumly looked around the room, thinking, “Why did I invite Beth here with Anne? This dinner will be a disaster!”Despite his gloom, he was happy. The house was now theirs, finally a home that did not rock at night. Fifteen years in the navy was enough – it was time for settling, and he was ready for a medical practice in a growing town. The girl he would marry was now the love of his life. They would make this house a happy home once they set it up. It was just a silly notion entertaining here tonight. The knock came before he expected them. He jumped up and went through and opened the front door. There before him stood Bethany, Anne, Thomas and James McPherson. The girls each carried small bags of utensils and bread; the boys had baskets filled with various foods. Also, a sling over Thomas’s shoulder contained two bottles of champagne. “Welcome, everyone!” Neville kissed Beth and ushered them all in. “Please excuse my sparsely furnished abode. Draw up a box and candle. Please make yourself comfortable.”“Not yet, Neville!” Thomas suggested, “Firstly, while the champagne is still cold, we should toast your new home.” “Here, here!” James backed up Thomas’ comments, “Lighter bottles – easier carrying them home.”Everyone laughed, and Thomas and Neville worked on opening the champagne. There was another knock on the door. James took over Neville’s bottle as he answered the door knock. Neville wondered who this could be. Standing in the low light was a young woman about Beth’s age with a light brown cape over travelling clothes. Behind her, outside the front gate, was a medium-sized coach with two groomsmen. Her eyes sparkled in the candlelight as she looked at him from under the cape hood. He recognised her as she pulled back the hood and said his name. “Emma, what are you doing here?”“We are travelling home and staying the night in Guildford. Mother is in bed at the Fox and Hound, so I thought I would catch up with Anne. I checked at her home, but they kindly informed me she was here. So I decided to join you! ““This is wonderful!” Neville wondered how Emma would cope with boxes on the floor for seating.“May I enter, Neville?”“Of course, of course, come in, Emma.”Neville stood back and helped her through the doorway. “We haven’t moved in yet. I mean, I have, but Bethany lives at home.”“I know, Neville. Please relax as I am your friend, remember.”“Sorry, Emma, I am embarrassed at all these people coming when all I can offer is wooden boxes for seating and mugs for drinking.”“Suits me, Neville – it will be fun.” “Emma, you are here!” cried Anne in joy. “We did not expect you tonight. We are enjoying the first meal served at Beth and Neville’s house. Please, James, another cup for Emma before we make the toast.”Emma quietly said, “Anne! Who is James?” “Of course. James McPherson, may I present Lady Emma South of Fintelton Manor.”“A pleasure, Lady Emma. Please accept this delicate glass of champagne for the toast.” He handed her an old mug, and they both laughed. “Now, everyone!” Thomas could wait no longer. “Lady Emma, I am Anne’s brother Thomas. I am sure she will introduce us after the toast. Now, everyone, a toast to Bethany and Neville’s new house! May they have a lifetime of happiness here and all their troubles be little ones!”And with that, everyone said, “Bethany and Neville’s new house!” They drank the toast and made three cheers, and then conversations broke out all around, interrupted by another knock at the door. Neville smiled, “Perhaps this is Robert!” Anne turned immediately and said, “Is Robert here? I will answer the door.”“No, Anne, I jest! I could not think who else it could be. Let me answer the door.” He shuffled off again. On opening the door, he found a well-dressed young gentleman standing there. He was younger than Neville and shorter but had a pleasant smile.“Yes?” Neville was not sure who this could be. “I beg your pardon, Doctor Bassington. My name is Doctor David Sopwith. I have a practice in Guildford and have desired to meet you for some time. I heard that you purchased this house and that you have taken possession. I was on my way home. My house is close, in fact, only five houses along the street!” He pointed in the direction.“As I was saying, I am returning from a house call. I saw the candlelight and thought I should introduce myself and welcome you. I hope I am not disturbing your dinner. Please excuse my intrusion.”Neville stood back and said, “Why, Doctor Sopwith, you are very welcome. Come in and draw up a box!”Doctor Sopwith smiled but looked at Neville curiously as he entered, “Draw up a box?”“Yes, sorry, I should explain. On taking possession of the house yesterday, I moved in, as I am tired of sleeping at the back of my practice. So, once the wedding is over, Bethany will move in.”“Of course!’“The furniture does not arrive until next Friday, so we are short of chairs. Tonight, we sit on boxes and drink champagne out of mugs. Please excuse this vulgarity, but there is no alternative.”“Ah, I see. If I had known, I would have arrived with some flutes.”“No need. We are content! Please call me Neville. We are all at ease tonight and relaxed. Please come and meet the others.”“Please call me David. I have been hoping another doctor would settle here with whom I might discuss professional matters. After waiting two years, I am encouraged by your arrival.” Neville realised David was genuine in what he said and was pleased to make the acquaintance of another young doctor in Guildford. He thought, ‘God works in mysterious ways!’As they entered the parlour, David Sopwith was surprised by Lady Emma South sitting on a box and drinking champagne from a mug. He immediately stopped and bowed, “Lady South, this is a pleasant surprise. I had no idea.”Emma rose and blushed a little but quickly regained her countenance. She was pleased he had joined them. “Doctor Sopwith! I was unaware you were acquainted with Doctor Bassington.”Neville twigged straight away and chipped in, “Old friend of mine!”David Sopwith opened his mouth, but Emma spoke first, “In that case, Doctor Sopwith, I demand you call me Emma tonight amongst our friends, and if I might, I will call you David?” “Certainly, Emma!” David Sopwith, for the first time in many weeks, relaxed slightly. The work of a country doctor was endless, and he was close to exhaustion. He drew up a box and sat with Emma and Anne. “Emma, I have been with your father for two days!”Emma suddenly was all attention, “Is he alright, David?”“Yes, he has pulled through, but it was close this time. He will need ongoing care. It was a slight stroke, and the left side of his face seems paralysed, but he can still talk, which is quite a miracle. He will be fine, given care.”“Thank you, Doctor, I mean David. That is a great relief. I shall tell my mother in the morning, and she will be so grateful. Please understand that we would have travelled on tonight but decided against it.”“Good decision – the roads are in poor condition and unsafe at night between here and Petersfield. I’m not sure what they use the money from the Turnpike on?”The conversation was lively for some time, especially as everyone was helping serve the dinner. It was a great time of fellowship for this group of young people, with much laughter and fun.David noticed Neville’s bed in the master bedroom. As he was exhausted, he decided to test it. After having two mugs full of champagne, he was asleep as soon as his head rested on the pillow. The girls missing his company were looking for him and found him several minutes later.Emma looked down on a peaceful David fast asleep on Neville’s bed.She ventured, “He is rather cute, isn’t he!”Anne looked at her and could see she had eyes for this young man. “Yes, he is and also a nice young man. I wonder?”With bright eyes, Emma mouthed, “I think he likes me!”“Lady Emma South. I’m not sure what I can say about that.”“You may say whatever a sister would say, Anne!”“I think he would be a good husband, but you may not see much of him. He seems always to be busy.”With glowing eyes, Emma replied, “I might just work on that!” At Guildford on Sunday …The Turner family returned from church, the marriage banns between Doctor Neville Bassington and Miss Bethany Turner having been read for a second time. It was less than two weeks before the wedding, and planning had reached fever pitch. Conversations were excited about the forthcoming wedding and celebrations. William was keen on returning home as he felt the new puppy required a walk. He was waiting for a break in the conversation so he could ask his father’s permission. As they approached the Turner house, there was an unexpected lull. William said, “Father, may Simeon and I take the puppy for a walk, please?”Jonathan Turner’s thoughts were on other things, and he readily agreed, on the condition they were back in time for lunch at twelve-thirty. The boys raced into the house, picking up the happily shaking dog and rushing upstairs for a change of clothes. Eleanora smiled, “Seems to have done the trick!”Jonathan nodded in agreement, “I should have thought of it earlier! Thank you, Anne, for initiating this.”“A pleasure, Father.” Anne smiled and walked happily back toward the house. She was wondering where Robert was and if he was safe. She dreamed about seeing him again every night but knew it would not be until the wedding. Changing their clothes quickly, the boys, followed by the yelping puppy, rushed downstairs, through the mudroom and out the back door. The dog remaining without a name made it difficult to train him. The boys thought this was a priority as his constant sniffing became a nuisance.“Come on, boy!” William yelled as the dog stopped to smell something along the path. They headed for their riverside playground, deeply breathing as they ran together down the street. The day was warm, and some leaves were already changing colour in the magic of autumn. Madeline and Marcia were most upset that the boys had left them behind. They complained bitterly to their mother, who was worn out by the church service and the necessary greetings of friends. Eleanora looked at Anne, who soon worked out the message.“Madeline and Marcia, if you come upstairs with me and change your clothes, we shall visit the river after lunch!”There were cheers from the girls, who scampered up the stairs. Anne followed as she would also change her clothes. The boys sat on the riverbank, watching the puppy smell everything. The dog’s sense of smell was impressive, showing he was born a true hound. Every so often, putting his head inside some brush, he would jump back and forward again with his head down as some insect frightened him. Simeon said, “See how he smells everything? Why not call him ‘Nose’? What do you think?”William sat there and thought about the suggestion. He liked this name, but it was missing something. “Sounds good, but why not ‘Nosey’? It sounds friendlier.” “Yeah, I like that, ‘Nosey’.William heard a yell from down the river beside the Millmead lock. Several men were peering at the water, and more people gathered there. The boys, being curious, decided they would join the crowd. “Come on, puppy Nosey,” called Simeon. The puppy looked up and bounded after them. As the boys reached the lock, more people were gathering and pointing. At first, they found their way blocked by the crowd. Simeon and William looked for another way to reach the edge. Several of the townspeople told them not to look and go away. So, they crossed the bridge and quietly weaved through the crowd to the other side. William gasped as he saw the body of a man floating face upwards, his lifeless grey eyes looking at the sky. He recognised the body at once. It was the older man who watched his house and whom he had confronted on the night of the burglary.Simeon noticed the shock on William’s face. William shuddered! There was no doubt in his mind. It was him!
