Building Bridges – Part 1
Wednesday 17th August 2016
7.30 pm BST
The New House
Ardray
“She’s back,”
Miley called out as she looked out of the window, Laura and her coming to the
front doors as the car pulled up.
“Welcome back
Aggie darling,” Donald smiled as Rory opened the car door and helped her out.
“How was London?”
“Hot and
noisy.” She smiled herself as he kissed her, “but I did get several things
done. Let’s go inside.”
“Welcome back,”
Miley and Laura both hugged Agnes as she came in, “we missed you.”
“And I missed
both of you as well,” Aggie said as she kissed both of them. “I’ve been asked by the kids to say hello to
you, and to say they miss you as well.”
“So what else
have you done,” Laura asked as Sheilagh closed the
door.
“If you all
give me a chance to freshen up quickly let’s then have some tea and coffee and
I’ll tell you everything.”
“Sounds like a
plan,” Donald looked at Sheilagh, “can we have our
tea and coffee in the Yellow room please?”
“Of course Your
Lordship.” Sheilagh said as she walked off.
“Excellent, we
will see you in ten minutes Aggie.”
“Thank you,”
Agnes said as she walked up the stairs.
“Come on –
we’ll wait for her in there,” Donald said as he put his arms round the
two girls.
“Oh that tastes
so good,” Agnes said as she sipped her coffee, sat in one of the armchairs, and
eased her shoes off, “airline coffee really is lousy.”
“That is true,”
Donald laughed. “So you said you got a lot done?”
“I did,” Aggie
took another sip, “the most important thing being my visit to the American
Embassy, and them granting me a visa.”
“I guessed it
was going to happen,” Donald looked happy as he spoke, the girls clapping, “as
you’ve probably worked out darling a lot of your friends intervened on your
behalf.”
“I know,” Aggie
said as she sat back, “and I’ll have to thank them when I see them – which I
will now.”
“So what else
did you do?”
“Well,” Agnes
said as she put her cup down, “I talked to several people about you and Miley
Laura darling.”
“I knew my ears
were burning,” Miley giggled.
“First things
first – I’ve asked Karen to check your flat in Paddington, make sure everything
is all right. I really wanted to ask her
to pack your things up, but then I realised you’d want to do that – once we
decide something we’ll talk about in a few minutes.”
“Well, the place
could do with a clean anyway,” Laura said with a smile.
“Look girls,”
Agnes said as she leaned forward, “I need to ask you both a serious question.”
“What
question?” Miley asked quietly.
“Well you’ve
talked to most of the other girls the past few days haven’t you Miley?” Agnes said
as she finished her scone, “and most of them have told you I suspect that they
go to boarding schools?”
“Yes they have. But not all of them do.”
“True. But I went to boarding schools, Donald went
to boarding school, your Aunt Tam and Christine as well. If I gave you your
choice would you like that option?”
Miley looked at
Laura, and said “I don’t want to be on my own, without you or Laura.”
“Aggie I’d rather
be with you and Uncle Donald,” Laura looked concerned as she spoke.
“I guessed all
this,” Agnes said as she reached for another scone.
“So I did some enquiring about day schools in London.”
“Private
schools?”
“Yes darling. Given all I know of those the public system
has failed, that is my best thinking.”
“And what did
you find out Aggie?”
“That it will
be hard to get you up to speed and assessed in time for the start of the
new school year, but it’s not impossible that you’ll be able to start schools
again in January.”
“Oh wow – so we
can go to school again,” Laura said quietly.
“Indeed – and
if you want an example to follow, Ama, Caroline
Jameson’s daughter, also started her school in January after she had some
catch-up classes.”
“Ama – why did she miss school?”
“In her case,”
Donald said quietly, “She was a slave for three years.”
“Oh my,” Miley
said, “and she is such a wonderful person.”
“You can tell
her that – now that I can go there, we will make sure you meet her and others
who have refound themselves.”
Laura stared at
Aggie, as Miley said “We are going to New York?”
“Yes you are
Miley,” Agnes smiled again. “Donald is organizing passports for you both for
Germany, and when we have those I’ll apply for you to be able to visit the States.”
“Oh my God,”
Laura stood there with her mouth open in amazement.
“Just remember,”
Aggie said with a smile, “that this is for your Aunt Shirley’s engagement
party, and that it’s a secret that she and Uncle John are getting married.”
“So we have to
keep our lips zipped,” Miley laughed as she made a motion across her lips.
“Indeed. Now, last but not least, we had better talk
about living arrangements hadn’t we?”
“I wondered
when you’d get round to this,” Donald poured more coffee and juice.
“With your
father, and I hope you are both happy thinking about him as that, being the
British Ambassador in Paris…”
“I love that
thought,” Laura grinned.
“And me having
a business to build in London, then I think it’s pretty obvious what the
biggest problem is going to be at first.”
“That we will
have to be in Paris some of the time, and London the rest.”
“Exactly Miley,”
Agnes said. “Now the Ambassador’s
residence is large, but my flat isn’t that big. I need to keep a room for
guests, so will you and Laura mind sharing a room?”
“Mind? Mum,” Laura said, “we’ve shared for two
years. Why would we stop now?”
“You called me
Mum again Laura,” Aggie said with a smile.
“Well, you are
our mum now, Mum – even if I have to be Amelia outside the family,” Miley said
as she came over and hugged Agnes.
8 pm BST
Sue’s Country Home
“Colin darling,”
Sue said as she draped her arms round her husband, “we are on our honeymoon,
you are supposed to be more interested in doing naughty things to me then
reading all those papers.”
“If I don’t
take a break and do something like read all this then I’ll be too exhausted to
actually fight this election,” Colin laughed. “Where did you learn to do what
we did earlier?”
“Wouldn’t you
like to know?” Sue giggled, “One advantage of marrying a whore darling, we do
know some interesting things about sex.”
“That,” Colin
said with a wry smile, “I can’t deny.”
“Anyway to give
you a chance to recover, what are you looking at, and can I help?”
“You can try
Sue.” Colin passed over a paper as he
said “I’m looking at the polling data on which issues concern the voters in the
constituency most.”
“Brexit I
suppose?”
“That’s what I thought
it would be, but no it’s the everyday issues to do with housing, the health
service, schools, etc.”
“I suppose that
makes sense,” Sue picked up a sheet of paper, “most people are more worried
about the things that impact their everyday life.”
“I’m having to
defend our years of austerity and cutbacks that the government has conducted.”
“It’s not that
easy,” Sue paused and read something, then reread it to check.
“What are you
looking at?”
“Some of this
stuff on crime and law and order, it’s interesting.”
“Why?” Colin
looked up.
“Because so
much of it is ill informed. Most of what people are telling pollsters reflects
and fear and prejudice, not the reality.”
“Do I want to
know how you know this?”
“Probably not
darling, but take it from me that while street level crime is a huge problem,
there are far worse things happening out of sight.”
“Domestic
violence, child abuse, etc.” Colin nodded. “The things that you do know a lot
about Sue.”
“Yes,” Sue put
the paper down, “Colin if we do nothing else in this campaign we do need to
talk about those who suffer in all but total silence.”
“Agreed.”
Kilcraig
"Well it's
official Will darling," Mandy said as she looked up from her mobile,
"Stern says that members of both the American and British branches of the
renowned Saintz and Sinnerz
will be at the Christening."
"Doesn't
exactly surprise me someone else has picked up on it," Will smiled.
"What else are they saying?"
"Not too
much, it's a pretty standard gossip piece, references to Carina and Annie being
lesbians of course, but nothing really shocking."
"They can
live with that Mum." David joined his parents.
"So are
Judy and her family all going to make it to Furstenheim
darling?"
"Yes,
looks like it will be a full turnout of both American and British
McNally's."
"Looking
forward to seeing her son?"
"Dad you
don't know how badly I've been missing her."
6 pm
George Simpson’s Apartment
"How are
preparations going for September Lily?" George said as he sat in his
chair, a glass of wine by his side.
"You mean
for mine and my teams visit to New York Uncle George?"
"I do,
from what I hear it’s not likely to be fun."
"So they tell me," Lily smiled on the computer screen. "I have
everyone in intense training trying to get them physically fit, and mentally
prepared, but I know enough to realise that however much preparation we do,
nothing is going to match the actual experience."
"I'll just
keep my fingers crossed that it all works out Lily love."
"Anyway
enough of my future, what do you have planned?"
"Oh a few
things.” George sipped his wine, and
said “we want to give Saintz one, maybe two, more
races before the Breeders Cup. I'm up to my neck in work for Caroline doing
security evaluations."
"I saw
something saying she's looking for more staff?"
"We
are." George paused, "Young Sharon is going to be missed when she
starts college, she's a hard little worker."
"So Dom
told me. Any other plans?" Lily touched her nose.
"Oh I've seen
a few possibilities Lily love. just a case of do I have the time to do anything
about them."
"Understood"
Lily laughed, "who thought there'd ever come a day when George Simpson was
too busy with honest work to put off a great potential job?"
“It comes to
all of us eventually, Lily my dear…”
Thursday 18th August
8 am BST
The New House, Ardray
“Miss Aggie,” Sheilagh said as she brought some letters and papers into
the Breakfast Room, “I think you might need look at the local newspaper.”
“The Oban Times
you mean?”
“Yes Miss.” As she spoke, Sheilagh
put the new paper on the table.
“Is there a
problem Sheilagh?”
“Personally I’m
not sure Miss,” the housekeeper said as she opened the paper, “but look at page
five, at the pictures of Miss Sue’s wedding.”
“Let me see,”
Aggie adjusted her glasses, “These actually aren’t too bad.”
“Look in the
corner of that one Miss,” Sheilagh pointed.
“Oh, they
caught me and Donald hugging the girls.”
“I know you
were worried about that happnin’ Miss Aggie.”
“It was
something we could have done without Sheilagh,” Agnes
said with a smile, “but the girls aren’t identified by name, and this is just a
local Scottish paper, hopefully it will just pass unnoticed.”
“Aye hopefully
it will.”
“Is there any coverage
of Lady Catherine’s death?”
“Aye there is
Miss, look at page two.”
“Ouch!” Agnes said
as she scanned the headline and the first couple of paragraphs, “that is rather
more detail then I was hoping would emerge.”
“The fact she
married Lord Donald after he broke off the engagement?”
“True – and her
recent confinement for mental health reasons.
It’s the mention that this was an issue in childhood though – is Lord
Donald still here?”
“Why,” Donald
said as he came in.
“Have you read
this,” Agnes said as she passed him the paper.
“Ah – I need to
talk to Victoria,” he said as he left the room…
"Victoria,
it's Donald...Have you seen the local Oban newspaper?"
"I have,” Victoria said into her phone, “there are a few too many secrets
been spilled for my taste, but I guess we will cope."
"Please, just
be assured that I didn't say anything, and nor did Aggie."
"I know
Donald," Victoria paused, "you know she really didn't deserve you,
and she certainly didn't deserve what you are doing."
"Victoria
she died as my wife. I might have been divorcing her but the fact remains she
was my wife, and I'll do just what I would have done if she hadn't done so much
damage in the lives of so many people."
"How is Agnes taking all this?"
"She's
looking forward to 'the day', and we are working on adopting the girls, but
she's also drawing on all that experience she has of saying nothing untoward
and we will both be both discreet, and decorous."
"My sister
ruined both your lives for so long to be honest I'd not blame you for publicly
celebrating, but thank you for letting her be buried and mourned like
this."
“Me neither,”
Donald said as he smiled…
11 am CET
Furstenheim
Palace
“The good thing
about owning a palace like Furstenheim, Annie, is
that at least we have plenty of accommodation for guests.” Sigi
smiled as they walked down the main corridor.
“True.”
“And there is
still a little accommodation left over in case of any last minute arrivals
Princess,” Frau Strecher spoke as they went into the
drawing room.
“Good,” Sigi looked down at her note pad, “Now the drivers do have
their schedules for meeting guests at Munich Airport?”
“They do.”
“You know I
don’t know how we could have possibly done this without you Frau Strecher,” Annie said as she looked up from her own notes.
“I’m sure you
and Princess Sigrid would have done fine Princess.”
“I wish I had
your confidence,” Annie shook her head.
“Frau Strecher is correct though,” Natalya removed her jacket as
she walked in.
“Welcome Aunt,”
Sigi kissed the older lady. “Where is Uncle Willy?”
“Outside
talking with your Aunt Gloria, I came in to warn you she’d arrived,” Natalya
smiled.
“Stand by to
repel borders,” Sigrid laughed. “Is the whole family with her?”
“They are.”
Natalya laughed, “so everyone keep calm and just try not to let her get to
you.”
“Right,” Annie
rolled her eyes.
“Wite,” Judith looked up from her drawing.
“Oh – and there
is someone in the morning room who wishes to see you Annie?”
“And that would
be?”
“Why don’t you
go and see,” Natalya said with a smile as Annie walked into the larger room.
“Hey – did I
miss much?”
"Welcome
back darling, how did it go?" Annie said as she put her arms round her
wife and kissed Carina.
"We won,”
Carina said with a smile, “but the whole little trip was not fun."
"Oh?"
"Yeah,
poor accommodation, bad food, bad organization, take it from me that you should
be glad you weren't with us."
"I
am," Annie smiled.
"Mommie!" Judith cried out as she toddled in.
"I
overheard what you said Cari darling," Juliette said as she followed the
youngster in. "I had that sort of thing happen more than once when I was
modelling full-time. You never knew quite what you would find when you ventured
out into parts unknown."
"I
remember Mom," Carina grinned, "and how have you been little
one?" she said as she swept her daughter up into her arms.
"I've been
GOOD!" the two year old nodded her head decisively, "Mags and Rudi
have been bad though, they were cwying while we were
at the church."
"Two years
old and she's already ratting out her younger siblings," Annie rolled her
eyes.
"When does
Pops get home?"
"Early in
the morning. King Rudolf is flying several of the people who've been shooting
in Scotland here."
“So, all ready
for Sunday?”
“I think so…”
1 pm BST
Ardray
"Did you
know it would do that Aunt Catriona?" Laura rubbed her shoulder as she
slowly lowered the shotgun.
"I did,
and i apologise Laura,” Catriona said, “but it is
best to learn by feeling it that these things kick like a mule when you fire
them."
"Well I'm
sure I'll never forget."
"It's nice
that you and some of the other young ones have helped Sheilagh
today."
"Well we
couldn't think of anything we all truly wanted to do,” Laura said, “and Uncle
Jimmy can't give us more dance lessons till this afternoon, so we thought we'd
help with the lunches."
"Well it
was very good of you," Elizabeth smiled as she sat down next to her
daughter-in-law.
"Thank you
Aunt Elizabeth," Laura smiled.
"So are
you getting used to the idea of what is coming yet?"
"A little.
It's going to be so incredible going to both Munich and New York."
“It’s just the
beginning Laura – your life is going to change, hopefully so much for the
better.”
“I know – I
really do know,” Laura said with a smile.
Noon
Complete Style
"It's all
right for some,” Anita said angrily as she sat in the canteen, “getting days
off to go attend a Royal christening."
"Several
of us were invited Anita, it's not a special privilege for me," Marina sighed.
"Well
think of all of us here doing some real work." Anita smiled cattily.
"You are
going to have to do something about that situation you know Anna?" Mary
Thomas whispered in her friends ear as they sat an adjacent table.
"I know
Merlin," Anna looked over at the younger women. "I had hoped that
once she saw how invaluable Marina was in the office that Anita would get over
her hangups regarding Marina's background. but if
anything it’s getting worse."
"What are
you talking about?" Janine said as she sat down.
"Anita's
problems with Marina."
"Marina
isn't the only one she's getting nasty with.”
Janine opened her drink before she said “she's giving me hell as well
now the publicity is starting to come out about me dating Henri."
“Changing the subject,
when is Juliette back?”
“Monday – and
Alexis will be coming over with Catherine in a few weeks…”
Friday 19th August
9 am BST
The New House
“So what is
this party tonight all about Mum?” Laura said with a smile at the breakfast
table.
“Well…” Agnes put down her knife and fork and looked
round. “It’s a way of both thanking the
locals for welcoming me back home like this, but also to thank those who worked
so hard to make both the wedding and the shoot such a success.”
“The Marchesa was telling me she does the same sort of things at
her homes in Italy.”
“That doesn’t
surprise me Laura,” Agnes paused, “it’s never wrong to thank people who do
things to help you, and to show them you are grateful for that.”
“I probably
should remember that.”
“You should
darling,” Aggie smiled as she reached for the coffee pot. “Anyway in other news
I’ve asked Grace Brand if she can recommend someone I can consult with in
London on getting you both educationally assessed, and working out what things
I need to hire a tutor to teach you before you can start school properly.”
“Does she know
someone?”
“She thinks she
might know someone who knows someone, shall I put it that way?”
“I understand.” Laura picked up her milk and took a drink.
“Well I know
that sums were never what I was good at,” Miley shook her head.
“I enjoy Maths
though.”
“You like most
things Laura.” Miley finished her orange juice. “I like English a lot, I like
writing stories, but most of all I like things like art.”
“Well Grace in
just chatting with you said she thinks that creative subjects are really your
thing as well Mylie. But you need
to do the hard stuff as well, so we will see…”
6.30 pm BST
The New House
"Now let
me look," Agnes pursed her lips as she looked at Laura and Miley.
"Do we look okay?" Miley asked as they stood there on the main
hallway. Both girls were wearing white
dresses, with a round neckline, and black shoes, the skirt of Miley’s dress
coming to her knees and that of Laura’s nearly to the floor, while Miley’s
sleeves came down to her elbows. Laura’s
dress was sleeveless.
"Actually you look far better than merely okay," Aggie smiled and
then hugged both youngsters.
"Mum you had me worried for a few seconds there," Laura looked
relieved.
"I'm glad
I ordered those white dresses for you both, with the tartan sashes and the
shoes we got you in London they look perfect."
"Why is my
dress knee length, and Laura's floor length?" Miley looked downwards.
"Because I
think you are still a fraction too young to wear a proper evening dress
darling."
"Okay,"
Miley nodded.
"Your
dress is amazing Mum."
"Thank you
Laura darling," Agnes smiled as she did a twirl in her white satin evening
dress. "Now when I put my sash on, and then my gloves..."
"My sister
looks incredible."
"Thank you
Tippy Toes," Agnes smiled as she looked at Tamsin and Christine as they
descended the main staircase.
"Well it's
the truth darling." Tamsin was
dressed in a similar manner to Agnes, while Kit wore a long sleeved dress, both
women like the girls wearing a tartan sash over their left shoulders.
"Now girls
put your gloves on," Agnes smiled at her daughters as Miley pulled on the
short black gloves that went just her wrists, and Laura pulled on the black over
the elbow gloves that matched hers and Miley's shoes. "Your father has a
gift for you."
“I do
indeed," Donald said as he came out of one of the side rooms with three
small boxes, handing two to Laura and one to Miley.
"Earrings....for
me?" Laura gasped as she opened the first box.
"And
matching bracelets for you both," Donald smiled as Laura out the pearl
drop earrings in, and Agnes helped Miley with the bracelets.
“There now – we
are ready to receive the guests,” Agnes said as they heard footsteps on the
stairs. Turning round they saw Paula,
Tom, John and the girls coming down. Tom
and John were in their kilts, Eve and Paula wearing long white gowns with
tartan sashes, and Aileen and Clodagh in pleated tartan skirts and white
blouses.
"Oh my
God," Aileen shook her head when she saw the two girls.
"You both
look so beautiful," Clodagh sighed as she hugged Miley.
"Well you
look lovely as well," Laura grinned.
“We don’t have
to stand in line like Sue and Colin, do we,” Miley said as she looked at Agnes.
“Oh no – I will
meet the guests with Tamsin, but you’re free to dance and have fun. Go on through.”
"Agnes
darling they are a credit to you," the Duke of Lardarn
smiled broadly as the girls went to the marquee with Kit and John.
"I know
Tom, they both look just perfect." Aggie smiled with pride.
"You'll
have my daughters demanding we buy them some jewellery," Paula smiled as
well."
“That was
Donald’s idea, not mine. Anyway – shall
we go and be there for the guests?”
As they went
into the marquee, the band that Agnes had hired were playing while some of the
locals stood round. Behind the bar, a
grey haired man looked over, resplendent in his kilt as his wife stood next to
him in a dark blue dress. He looked
over, and called out “Tha a h-uile
càil aig McAdam à McAdam!”
“Dougie, you
are not serving tonight,” Agnes said with a smile as she came over.
“Aye ah know –
the bar is closed tonight anyway, but it is tradition.”
“And tradition
is all – right Dougie?”
“Miss Catriona
– you look well,” Dougie said as Catriona walked over with her mother and
daughter, the other members of the Dunmarnock party
walking round and talking to the other guests.
“So do you
Dougie,” Catriona said, “and you Maggie.”
“Thank you Miss
Catriona” the grey haired woman said as Agnes and Tamsin went to greet more
guests.
"So will
Charlie be visiting Ballysatten Tippy Toes?"
Agnes asked as she looked across the dance floor, to where he was talking to
Will.
"That's a question I've been thinking about Aunt Aggie?" Kits smiled
as she and John brought over drinks.
"I don't
know what you are implying?" Tamsin sad in mock shock as she blushed.
"Oh come
on darling," Agnes smiled at her sister, "it's pretty obvious that
you and Charlie have had sex a couple of times..."
"Aggie!...young
ears?" Tamsin nodded at Kit.
"Mummy
it's hardly like I'm a virgin," Christine looked amused, "Daddy has
been dead a while, Uncle Charlie just got divorced, you have history together,
it doesn't worry me that you are sleeping with him."
"So
returning to my question, will he visit Ballysatten?"
"Yes I'm
hoping he will Aggie."
“Good –
settled,” she said as Charlie and Donald walked over.
“It’s going to
be an eightsome – care to join us ladies?”
“Hello Mrs
McAdam,” Laura said as Rory arrived with the family, “Mum is so glad you could
come.
"Oh Miss
Laura you look just so beautiful," a small tear appeared in the corner of Sheilagh's eye. She
was wearing a black evening dress, while Rory was in full formal Highland
dress, as was David.
"And so do
you Miss Amelia," Rory smiled broadly as he kissed her hand.
"I'm NEVER
going to get used to being called that," Miley smiled as well.
"I love your dress Morag," Laura smiled at Sheilagh
and Rory's daughter. Morag had on a
black satin party dress, with dark tights and flat shoes.
"Thank you
Miss."
"Do I have
to keep my collar buttoned up Mum?" David appealed to Sheilagh.
“Yes you do,”
Rory said as the music ended, the groups clapping as a waltz started. “If ye will excuse me?” He walked over to Agnes and said “may I have
this dance, Miss Agnes?”
“I’d be
delighted,” Agnes said as they went onto the dance floor.
“I feel
ridiculous,” Richard Babbage said as he came into the party with his family,
his sporran slapping against his kilt.
“Go with the
flow,” Mike said with a smile as Pepsi and Jack stood with Mick Harran and
Nell.
“This is an
amazing party,” Mick said, “it’s just a pity we have to go our own ways after
the weekend.”
“I know – I
have to get ready for Harvard, and you’re going into the studio,” Nell said
“Look at them,”
Pepsi said as she looked at Mylie dancing with one of the boys. “They’re part of the family already.”
“Well, Agnes
did save them, true? So they have been a
family in all but name.”
Pepsi nodded as
she said “I hope they do come to New York – I’d love to show them round.”
“I never danced
with a girl wearing gloves before," Richard Babbage said as she gave Miley
a drink.
"Well I've
never worn proper gloves like these before." Miley giggled as she sipped
the lemonade.
"Mum took
Alice and Bridget into Glasgow today to specially buy their dresses and gloves
for tonight."
"They all
look pretty special,” Miley said with a smile, “but then again, so do you and
your Dad in your kilts."
"We hired
them in Oban," Richard laughed. "If the boys at school ever find out
I wore a skirt..."
"It's not
a real skirt," Miley laughed at the look on his face.
“Nah it’s a
warrior’s dress – and tell yer friends that tae” David said as he joined them.
“Have you
danced much David?”
“Miss Aileen
has danced with me, but I was wondering – may I have a dance, Miss Mylie?”
"Oh this
takes me back Reverend," Mrs McDonald sat next to the minister, “I
remember coming to something just like this when I was nae any older then young
Morag."
"Oh that
wasn't so many years ago," the churchman replied.
"Och be away with you," the shopkeeper laughed,
"it was back in the days when Miss Aggie's grandfather was still the
Laird."
"Aye I was
there as well," another elderly lady smiled, "it's a guid few years now."
"Well I
still think you could both still out-dance a lot of these youngsters Mrs
McLeod."
"Not now,
though maybe back in our day Flora and I might have given a run for their
money."
"I'm just
glad to see that Miss Agnes's and Miss Tamsin's exile is over, and that this
house, well the whole village is awakening from all the bad years." Mrs
McDonald watched the young people dancing. "I look at Miss Christine and
Lord John, and also at Miss Laura and Miss Miley and I know the future is in
safe hands again."
"I
agree," the Minister smiled. “And
it looks as if others wish to discuss it with the Laird as well…”
"I'm in
complete agreement Geordie, we, and by that I mean the estate, do need to do
something to curb the drift away from Ardray of the
young people," Agnes knitted her brow as she sipped her whiskey.
"As much
as we'd all like to keep Ardray just as its always
been, if we are to keep the younger people at home, then they need jobs, and
they need affordable places to live." Catriona spoke seriously.
"Well I hate to be raising such matters on a lovely night like this,” the
farmer said, “but just this past week two more local houses got sold as
holiday, or weekend, cottages. Both rents and house prices have been climbing
steeply in recent years."
"I think both Agnes and I as the biggest local landowners need to sit down
with you Mr Millar, and with other community leaders, and to start to work out
what we can do to help."
"Thank
you," Miss Catriona," Geordie Millar smiled, "now that I've said
my piece can I tempt you both back on the dance floor?"
“To do what?”
“The Gay
Gordons of course…”
"I'm never
going to be able to dance as well as Mum, or your Mum Lizzie," Laura shook
her head as they both stood watching the dancers.
"Never say
never,” Elizabeth said as she shook her head, “the only reason I can dance some
of these is that over the years I've practiced."
"Miley is
picking it up though," Laura smiled as she watched her sister in a set
with a lot of other younger people, smiling and laughing as she danced the
steps.
"She isn't
bad is she?"
"Who isn't
bad?" Eve Gaunt asked as she walked over.
"We were
saying Miley looks naturally light on her feet."
For a second
Eve turned and looked, "yes she does doesn't she?"
"Yes,"
Laura turned her attention to the older girl, "are you all ready for your
trip?"
"Yes,
while you go to Germany, Mummy, Aileen, and I fly to Boston."
"Clodagh isn't happy that she can't go." Lizzie spoke.
“It’s a strange
time for her – she goes off in a few weeks, and she isn’t looking forward to
it.”
“We all got
used to it – eventually…”
“Mum talked to
us about schools,” Laura said, “she thinks we’re going to go to one of the day
schools if we get caught up.”
“That’s fair,”
Lizzie said, “boarding is not for everyone, and you need Agnes as much as she needs
you.”
"I spoke
to Ju earlier and she was saying guests have already started arriving
Kelly." Mandy said as she sipped some champagne.
"Good, I was saying to the girls earlier that the event should be a
wonderful end to a memorable summer.”
"Agreed," Mandy took another sip, "so darling have you and
Olivia done much more talking about Nell and Mick?"
"We've
agreed on a couple of things," Kelly smiled as she looked across to where
Mick was signing autographs for some of the locals. "We were thinking that
if they do want an engagement party that we can maybe find a date in late
November."
"Understood
darling," Mandy nodded, "there is so much else going on though that
it’s going to be hard to find a free date."
"Shirley
and John's engagement party being merely the first."
"Exactly.
Will and I were looking at our diary earlier and with things like Pepsi's
birthday party, and my modelling commitments we were speculating if we maybe
need to find somewhere in New York for ourselves."
“The hotels
boring you?”
“In a way.”
“You’ve met
Nicki Colman’s mother haven’t you? She’s
a realtor – she might be able to help you out.
We can ask this weekend…”
“And we also
have to get Angel settled and David and Jack back to their studies.”
“So only Billy
at home?”
“Yes - the
place will seem empty when they all go…”
"When do
you start university Angel?" Fiona asked as the older girls sat round a
table.
"Next
month."
"Have you
found somewhere to live in Glasgow yet?"
"I have -
Emma Pearson, Gillian Trautmann, and I are going to
rent a flat together."
"I wrote the local police and warned them," Billy giggled as his
sister scowled at him.
“So that spare
place on the couch won’t be needed when you go on the university tour?”
“Ah – when you
put it that way…”
As the band
finished playing, and the dancers applauded, there was a knock and everyone
looked round.
"All stand
for their Majesties the King and Queen of Ruritania, and his Serene Highness
the Prince of Furstenheim," Rory called out as
they came in, Rudolf and Klaus in dinner suits and Teresa in a Black Watch
tartan dress.
"Your Majesties, Your Highness, you honour us again with your
presence," Agnes and Tamsin curtsied deeply, whilst Donald bowed.
"Thank you
for your very kind invitation Miss McAdam," Rudi smiled. "It's our
pleasure to be here."
"And I
also thank you as well," Klaus kissed both the ladies.
"Now that
we've got the formalities out of the way," Queen Therese smiled as the
music started again, "can I apologise for us being slightly late?"
"It's my fault Aggie," Sir Simon said as he kissed his niece “but I
had to talk with both Downing Street, and the Foreign Secretary."
"I was
beginning to wonder where you had all got to," Agnes smiled.
"It's one
of the better things about being a king without a country, at least I don't
have fretting politicians interrupting my life at all hours." Rudolf
chuckled.
"That is
true," Donald laughed.
"They
really can ruin so much," Lady Fiona spoke.
"Is there
anything that Donald and I need to be aware of Uncle Simon?"
"A few
things, but they can wait till later Aggie."
“Well, enjoy
yourselves – and we can talk later if you want.”
"Your
Majesties, Your Highness, My Lords and Ladies, Ladies and Gentlemen,"
Agnes said as she stood at the microphone, "I think it's appropriate that
at this time I say some words."
Agnes paused
whilst everyone turned their attention to her.
"Just a
few weeks ago this would all have seemed like a wonderful dream that deep
inside I knew was just a lovely fantasy on my part. I know that you all now
know the story of why for 20 years I thought that both the estate, and all my
old friends here in Ardray were something that
belonged just in my past, and not in my future."
Agnes choked
back a little tear before she continued. "However due to the actions of so
many kind and wonderful friends, and most especially due to my family, I find
myself after all this time with the privilege of welcoming all of you to the
New House."
“We’ve missed
you Miss Agnes,” a voice called out before the room clapped and cheered, Tamsin
and Kit leading the applause.
"Can I
thank each and every one of you for coming here tonight. As my father used to
say, the estate is but land with some buildings on it, the New House is just
really a house, what makes Ardray so very special is
its people..."
Agnes paused
for the applause.
"A few of
you are newcomers who I haven't yet had a chance to get to know. Many of you
are younger people who I missed getting to know during my years of absence. I'm
hoping that over the years I will come to know each of you as well as i know so many older faces."
Agnes again
paused.
"This past
fortnight people many of you have contributed mightily to making both the
shoot, and the wedding of two young friends of mine both wonderful successes.
Can I thank you all from the bottom of my heart for your hard work in all
this."
As the applause
died down, Agnes said “we have also had some trying and difficult times
recently, and I want to thank those who supported us through that time as
well. Those of you who know my story
know the work I have done in London, and continue to do, and I want to ask two
of the children from that school to come up here. Laura, Miley, will you join me please?”
The two girls
looked at each other before Kit and Tamsin took their hands, and all four
walked to the stage. “I want you, my
friends, to know that Laura and Amelia – although she prefers Miley – will be
joining our family, and I want you to welcome them, as well as the Master of Ardray, to this community and to your hearts.”
The girls
blushed as the room clapped and cheered at that.
“So please
enjoy the rest of the evening, and I hope to meet as many of you as possible.”
“Three cheers
for Miss Agnes,” Rory shouted out, and as she walked off the stage to the sound
of the cheers Agnes wiped away a tear.
“Hello girls,”
Simon said as he came over to Laura and Miley, “sorry if you got a bit
embarrassed up there.”
“Well, I guess
Mum is right – people need to know,” Laura said as she looked round, “but it’s
still a bit like a dream for us.”
"I can
imagine… You know, my sister would be so
happy that you are taking her name Miley."
"She would
Uncle Simon?" Miley tilted her head. "What about my past?"
"Amelia
had a very big and understanding heart darling,” Simon said with a smile. “It's
one of the things that Agnes inherits from her."
"I've
looked at her picture...she had a lovely smile."
"That she
did. when she smiled she could light up a room" Simon paused a second.
"Angus once told me that it was her smile that made him fall in love with
her."
"That's
lovely."
"Aggie
says you love to draw, has she showed you any of Amelia's art yet?"
"She did
art?"
"Oh yes,
she painted some lovely water colours Miley. I have a few, but the majority are
still here in the New House."
"I'll ask
Mum if I can see some before we go to Germany,"
“You do that –
but I think someone wants you to dance.”
Miley smiled as
David took her hand, Charles Treharran taking Laura
onto the floor for the Strathspey Reel.
“They are nice
kids – despite their background,” Fiona said as she walked over.
“Oh they’ll be
fine…”
“So I understand
you are now cleared to visit the US,” Teri said as she stood with Agnes and
Mandy.
“I am indeed –
we just need to sort out the access for the girls, but I’m assured that is not
a problem, so I hope to visit in a few weeks to meet with Gus van Roon, and do some work over there myself.”
“How long has
it been?”
“Clinton was
still president, put it that way.”
“Are you
enjoying the evening,” Ama asked as she gave a drink
to Laura. She was wearing a dark blue
evening dress with heels, while Caroline as wearing a red dress.
“I am – may I
ask you a question Ama?”
“Of course.”
“You were
adopted by your mother, right?” As Ama nodded, Laura said “how did you feel when you heard
about your mother?”
“I was sad for
a while, but I had also just been released from slavery, and the relief of that
meant it was not so bad. Then Mom
adopted me, and life began again. I
suspect, eventually, you will realise the same is happening to you.”
“I think we
will – even if Miley has to get used to being Amelia.”
“Has anyone
told you the name I was baptised under?
I chose Amamaria Marastella.”
“But you are
called Ama by everyone?”
“Because that
is my name, but it is not the name that makes me who I am, it is my friends, my
family, all I have that does so. And my
faith as well. I pray you find that as
well.”
“Donald, Agnes,
may I have a quick word?”
“I was
expecting this Uncle Simon,” Agnes said as the three of them went into a quiet
corner, “go on, tell us the news.”
“As you know, I
was called by our masters before coming here – Mrs May is having a little
trouble processing what has happened.”
“I imagine she
has a little trouble processing many things,” Agnes said quietly, Simon shaking
his head and smiling as he said “be that as it may, she is happy for you to
continue in place, Donald, and trusts to the innate discretion of both of you.”
“In other
words, play by the rules,” Donald said.
“Indeed –
Boris, on the other hand, wishes to buy you both dinner, but I suggest you
politely refuse. You do not want to be
in the papers after that.”
“When you go to
the US, as I know you are planning to Agnes, we also ask you meet with Sir
Charles, to discuss a confidential matter.
Nothing serious, I promise you.
Apart from that, I think the way forward is an appropriate mourning
period, and then to wish you both the very best.”
"I know
paternalism is neither considered right or desirable any more by most people
Clarissa,” Francesca said as she sat at a table, “but I look at 'her'
people reconnecting with Agnes tonight, and I'm reminded of what my father
taught me about my own position."
"That
responsibility flows both ways Francesca?" Clarissa said with a smile.
"Yes just
that. People look to someone like Agnes or myself for leadership just as their
ancestors have for centuries, and we in return have responsibilities towards
them."
"You are
right of course,” Clarissa said, “in our modern world aristocratic leadership
and privilege isn't something that most people want to talk about, but I
overheard both Agnes and Catriona listening to local concerns earlier and it
wasn't something either of them do just for show, they do feel genuine
responsibility to help the community."
“Klaus feels
the same about the people of Furstenheim as
well. No matter how the world changes,
the people who lead will lead.”
“So how do you
explain what is happening in the US?”
“I cannot
explain that, Clarissa, not at all…”
“So,” Donald
said as he sipped his whisky, “have you got out in the car and done some
sight-seeing Sherry?"
"We have
Donald,” Mike’s wife said, “and we intend to do a lot more during the next
week."
"Richard
is going to miss Miley you know?"
"Mike and
I were saying that earlier, they do seem to get on very well." Sherry
looked over to where a lot of the younger people were standing and chatting
"She needs
'ordinary' friends if you get my meaning."
"I do, and
he maybe needs to broaden his circle of friends as well."
"Oh?"
"Yes,"
Sherry smiled, "my son is more then something of a geek, it will be good
for him to know people who are interested in more than just computer
games."
"Ah that I
understand," Donald smiled.
"Anyway
back to tonight, I know it’s not everyone’s taste, but the variety of whiskey
that Agnes has brought out for us to try tonight is pretty incredible."
"It is I
agree, though I still see that as good as it is that Mike is still sticking to
beer."
“Well, he’s old
fashioned. But getting back to Laura and
Miley – once things have settled, we’ll get them together as a group a bit more
often so they can get to know each other better…”
"Am I
allowed to hurt boys who do that?" Laura said as she sat at the table.
"Do what Laura?" Kits asked.
"Can I
hurt boys who keep stepping on my feet while we dance?" Laura said as she looked
down ruefully at her feet.
"As a
general rule? No you can't," Kits laughed, "it's one of the hazards
of life you have to get used to I'm afraid."
"Pity. I can think of some inventive ways…"
"What's a
pity?" Ally joined the conversation.
"My cousin
just got her first experience of a boy who truly can't dance."
Ally looked
round as she said "which one?"
"Him," Laura pointed, "three times he trod on my toes."
"Yuck,"
Ally shook her head, "it's something you get used to, there are always
guys who can't dance. You just have to remember who they are and not accept
invites to dance with them in the future."
"Oh him
I'll always remember," Laura shook her head.
"Laura can
I have the next dance please?" Mick said as he came over.
"You want
to dance... Mick Harran wants to dance with
me?"
"Well it is rather the custom for a young gentleman to dance with the
daughters of the house you know?"
"I
didn't," Laura shook her head, "can I tell people back in London that
I got to dance with Mick Harran."
"You have
my permission," Mick laughed as one dance ended and people started to sort
themselves out for the next.
"Why does
this always seem to happen at most parties darling?" Mandy shook her head
as she looked over the dance floor.
"What
happens Amanda?" Lady Elizabeth looked round.
"Why do
men always seem to gather in corners to talk about sport? Just look at them
all."
"It's one
of the great mysteries of life,” Lady Elizabeth said, “that even with all my
years of experience I have no answer to."
"I could
go out in the middle of the dance floor and do one of my burlesque routines and
I swear most of them wouldn't even notice."
"Oh now
there I disagree Mandy," Elizabeth smiled, "if you do a striptease
men are definitely going to notice."
"I wish I
had your confidence darling." Mandy shook her head.
"By the
way,” Elizabeth said “what is this I hear about you performing at a charity
event at Georgette's club?"
"He
approached me at Sue's hen party about it," Mandy took a sip, "I'm
going to need talk to some friends, maybe twist some arms, but I hopefully can
get several people to dance."
"If
everyone agrees I was going to offer our place as the venue for the Halloween
party this year," Kelly said as she sipped her drink. "I think we
have more than enough space."
"Just
remember to lock each and every bedroom," Caroline giggled, "we don't
need a repetition of what happened last year at Barb's place....Do we Nell?"
"Hey why
blame me? You were the one invited two dates Caroline. All Ally and I were told
was to keep him occupied and out of the way."
"That's
true Mom people did think you wanted him kept tied up and out of the way,"
Ama laughed.
"I didn't
want Dominic literally tied up though," Caroline shook her head.
"This year
we all combine to make sure NOTHING happens that is too outrageous...Right
Ally?"
“Hey,” Ally
said as she put her hand to her chest, “why pick on me
Mom. Nell is..."
"Nell is
safely settled with Michael, it’s you alone I now need to worry about."
"And people think my dungeon used to be a house of iniquity." Aggie
shook her head.
"Aggie if
just a quarter of the stories about what the twins have got up to are true
they'd make you blush," Caroline laughed.
"Well I
for one am rather looking forward to seeing what my membership of the infamous Saintz and Sinnerz gets me
involved in," Francesca smiled.
"Are all
we European members also invited for Halloween?"
"Of course
you are Olivia dear," Kelly smiled, "ALL members from both sides of
the pond are more than welcome."
"Why am I
suddenly thinking I was safer before I got a US visa," Aggie laughed.
“Find out when
Shirley throws her party…”
11 pm BST
Ardray
“Is it wrong to
say I felt like a princess tonight,” Miley said with a sigh as she sat in her
bed, watching Laura as she finished changing, and hung her dress in the
wardrobe.
“Nope – we met
royalty, Miley, so we should do. But
look at us – we’re going to Germany tomorrow, and the US in a few weeks.”
“And moving in
with Mum in the time between – this is truly amazing,” Miley said as she lay
down.
“I know – we
are so lucky Miley?”
“Miley?”
Laura looked
over to where Miley was sleeping shaking her head as she walked over and kissed
her forehead. “We really are lucky,
little sis,” she whispered before she climbed into her own bed, and turned the
light off.
Sunday 21st August
7 am CET
Furstenheim
Palace
“Well we have a
lovely day for it darlings,” Juliette said as she came into the breakfast room
from outside smiling broadly. “The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and I
haven’t seen a single face without a smile on it.”
“At least you
look happier then you have the last two days Moms,” Ingrid said as she looked
up from what she was reading.
“Greeting
guests, getting them settled, then the rehearsal, then the military parade last
night… Can you wonder I was stressed darling?”
“Oh I don’t
wonder why,” Ingrid said with a smile, “but at least that is done.”
“True,”
Juliette said as she sat down, “all that is out of the way now and I just have
to think about getting myself and your father ready for the ceremony, and then
to sit back and enjoy the Christening Reception.”
“Annie, Frau Strecher, and Aunt Sigi have done
a marvelous job in arranging all this.”
“Agreed
darling.”
“Good Morning
Juliette, Good Morning Ingrid,” Natalya said as she kissed both women, “am I
among the first?”
“You are.”
Ingrid smiled.
“So Rose was
worried that we might not approve of her work on the Christening gown Natalya.”
“I don’t see
why she should be,” Natalya smiled as she poured herself some coffee, “she did
a first rate job of refurbishment in my opinion.”
“It’s what I
told her, but I think she was just a little panicked that her work on something
that old and precious might be seen as ruining it.”
“No, it needed
a woman of her skills, and she’s done a perfect job.”
“and with Mags
in the Huntingdown robe, they will look
fantastic. Good morning Frau Strecher.”
“Good morning
your highnesses,” the steward said as she came in, “breakfast will be served
shortly, and some of the other guests are starting to rouse.”
“So have you
enjoyed your stay darling,” Diana said as she walked with Abby.
“I have Mama,
but I am looking forward to returning home tomorrow as well. I have to make the final preparations for my
assignment, and make sure I have everything ready. And it will be good to be in New York again.”
“Even if Missy
is lying in wait for you?”
“Mama, the chances
are she is lying in wait for everyone this weekend…”
“Who is?”
“Jo – I have
missed you these last few weeks,” Abby said as she hugged her friend, “how are
you?”
“Getting ready
to head back in two weeks, but Curt and I would not have missed this for the
world…”
“I’m hungwy Momma,” Judith said as she sat on the bed, swinging
her legs to and fro as she looked at her new light
blue dress.
“I know – once
Mom Annie has finished, we can come down,” Carina said as there was a knock on
the door, and Sigi came in.
“Come with me
darling, and let’s leave your Mother’s to get the twins ready shall we?”
“Alright Aunt Sigi,” Judith said as she put her hand up to be held.
“Just be sure
that she doesn’t get anything down her dress please Aunt Sigi.”
“I’ll make sure
she eats carefully Carina.”
“Thank you.” As they left, she looked at Mags and said
“let’s get you ready, shall we?”
"Well both
Carina and Annie certainly seem to be a lot calmer then I was."
"That isn't hard Puss," Frieda said as she gave Paulette a bottle,
"you were so stressed we all thought you'd need be given something to calm
you down."
"I don't think I was quite that bad..."
"Take it
from me love you were," Paulie interrupted her
daughter.
"This
place is magnificent," Heather said as she sat down at the table. "I
thought the Munich house was huge, I thought Valeria's chateau had a wonderful
art collection, but well when you compare them both to this place?"
"I know, this is history on a whole new scale."
"We think Lardarn Castle is extremely large Heather," Tom Gaunt
said from the neighbouring table where he sat with John, Clodagh, the Stone's
and Cassandra and her family, but you could fit it into Furstenheim
three times."
“Have you heard
from Paula and the girls?”
“They arrived
safely, and start work this morning.”
“Well, there
she is.”
“Tony – glad
you could make it,” Abby said as she kissed her boyfriend, Jude shaking her
head as she said “and where is my boyfriend?”
“You called?”
“Well, that’s
better,” she said as David kissed her, Pepsi sitting with her parents at the
same table as Mandy and Will.
“What’s this I
hear of an engagement,” Jo said as she stood behind Nell and Ally.
“Engagement? I don’t think I’ve heard anything,” Nell
said, “have you Ally?”
“Oh no, you’re
not getting away with that one, Eleanor Rochermann,
especially when I can see the new ring on your left hand.”
Eleanor looked
at the gold and diamond ring, and said “oh, THAT engagement. Well…”
“Congratulations
– how did your mother take it?”
“I don’t think
she’s quite processed it yet,” Ally giggled, “and she’s done another silly
thing.”
“And that is?”
“Offer to host
our Halloween party this year?”
Miley and Laura
walked slowly into the breakfast room, looking round as Donald held their
hands, and Agnes smiled.
“Agnes!”
“Gus – how nice
to see you,” she said as Gus van Roon kissed her on
both cheeks.
“I heard a rumor the barriers to you visiting Chicago have been
removed – true or false?”
“True, Gus – I
hope to come over with Tamsin and Kit in a few weeks, and Chicago is most
certainly on the itinerary.”
“We’ll meet
then,” he said as Grace came over.
“I have some
news for you Agnes. A friend of mine
suggested that you check out Queen Charlotte’s School for the girls.”
“Well it’s a
definite thought Grace,” Aggie paused a second, “it’s got a wonderful academic
reputation.”
“That it has,
it’s also only either a short bus ride, or a simple tube journey from your
place to South Kensington.”
“Queensway to
Notting Hill Gate, Notting Hill Gate to South Ken,” Agnes smiled, “on nice days
it’s not even that huge a walk or bike ride.”
“I had thought
that.”
“You know the
more I think the more ideal it seems…Thank You Grace, I’ll talk about it with
Donald and the girls after the ceremony.”
“Good – now go
and join them, they look completely lost.”
“I see you have
news already,” Donald said as Agnes joined them.
“True – so what
do we have here?”
"I've
never had a breakfast quite like this before," Miley said as she looked at
all the different breads and meats on the table. "Is this a normal German
breakfast?"
"Pretty
much," Donald said as he put his newspaper down, "now don't feel that
you try everything girls, or eat everything, have what you fancy."
"I don't even know what half of this is," Laura shook her head.
"Well
let's start with what you want to drink?" Aggie smiled. "Tea, coffee,
or something else?"
"Can I
have some coffee?"
"Of course
you can Laura dear."
"And I'll
have a cup of tea if I may?"
"Not a
problem Miley," Donald said as he poured her a cup, Agnes handing Laura
some coffee.
"Now,”
Agnes said, “sliced bread or rolls? and what would you like on them?"
"Can I be
boring Mum and just have white bread rolls with butter on them?" Laura
asked.
"Me
too," Miley nodded, "I'm not sure I like the look of these other
kinds of bread, especially the dark ones."
"Well just
take a nibble and see, but anyways just take what you fancy darlings."
The two girls
nodded as they put some butter on the soft rolls, while Donald cut a slice of
sausage and out it on some rye bread.
"What is
that white sausage you are eating Dad?"
"It's
called Weisswurst," Donald said as he cut a
little bit off for Miley to try, "it's a local delicacy here in South
Germany."
"Uggh,” she said, grimacing as she chewed on it, “it tastes
nasty."
"It's very much an acquired taste," Agnes laughed, "and one I'm
very glad I never have learned."
“It’s all right
– have some tea, and the taste will go away,” Donald said with a smile.
"When do we need get changed for church?"
"After
breakfast Laura, we will go upstairs then."
"I love
you the hats you bought us," Miley said as she sipped her tea.
"Well,”
Agnes said with a smile, “a lady should always strictly wear a hat in
church."
"Why?"
"It's a
question I've always asked Laura," Kits smiled as she and Tamsin sat down,
"but just accept it’s something we have to do."
"I really
am learning so many different things," Miley shook her head.
“That’s good –
you need to learn new things,” Tamsin said as she spread some chocolate paste
on a slice of dark bread, and started to eat it.
"So what
happens after the service Mum?" Laura said as she put her coffee mug down.
"We all
come back here for a sit down lunch, and then there will be a small party
Laura."
"Okay... Oh my…”
“Laura?”
“Is… Is that Abigail de Ros and Jeannie Brewster
over there?"
Agnes looked at
where Abby and Jeannie were talking at a table, smiling as she said "It is
indeed."
"Oh my God!" Laura pulled on Miley's sleeve, "Miles look at who
that is over there."
"Who?"
Miley took a second to work out who Laura was looking at, "Crap, that's
Abigail de Ros and Jeannie Brewster."
"It is
indeed," Agnes smiled at her daughters reaction.
"I can
introduce you later if you'd like?" a voice with quite a strong Belfast
accent said from behind them.
"You
can?"
"I
can," Orion O’Ryan said with a grin, "it’s
nice to see you again Dr McAdam, and you girls. I see you are wearing the Sharamels."
“Yeah, they’re
wonderful,” Laura said, “who else is here?”
“Katy, get over
here,” Orion said, “Katy Carter, meet Laura and Miley… You know, I never got your second names?”
“Well – they
will be Fitzstuart,” Miley said as she blushed.
“Fitzstuart? As in
Will and Mandy?”
“As in me,”
Donald said with a smile, “I’m Will’s brother.”
“Oh – a
pleasure to meet you, Lord Donald – I heard on the news about your wife passing
away…”
“thank you –
but Agnes and I are hoping to adopt the girls.”
“Really? Congratulations, both of you,” Katy said with
a smile.
“So you return
tomorrow, sister,” Maisha said as they sat with Caroline, Shirley and John.
“I do indeed –
but you are coming in a few weeks are you not?
I heard Mom say you will be throwing a party.”
“Oh yes,”
Maisha smiled, “I hope as many as possible can attend.”
“Anything you
wish to share,” Caroline asked her boss.
“No, not at
this stage…”
"Is
everyone doing alright?" Juliette stood in the entrance to the dining
room. "I hope the food is to all your liking."
"It's wonderful Ju," Karen Boyd looked up from feeding her son.
"Good,"
Juliette smiled, "look I just wanted to say that the busses to the church
will start leaving at eleven."
“Which is our
cue to go and change,” Agnes said as Klaus came in with two more guests.
"This
place is huge Klaus," Alex Richmond shook his head as he looked round,
"I'm not sure there is anywhere in America that even approaches it."
"Well it's
sheer size is what caused all the problems," Klaus said as he rubbed his
chin. "My esteemed ancestors Rudolf the Third, and his son Rudolf the
Fourth, kept expanding the scale of this place, they kept buying more and more
art, and in the end ended up bankrupting both themselves and the
principality."
"If I
remember my history correctly a lot of German princes did just the same didn't
they?"
"It wasn't
so much a case of keeping up with the Jones's," Tom Lardarn
smiled, "as keeping up with someone like Louis XIV."
"Exactly
Tom," Klaus shook his head, "but the French kingdom had infinitely
more resources it could draw upon then a little principality like Furstenheim."
"Just
so," Alex shook his head.
"The good
news from history is that somehow we managed despite all the odds to keep all
this more intact, and my Grandson will one day find himself custodian of all
this magnificence."
“Not Ingrid or
Carina?”
“Sadly, the
rules of our accession are patriarchal,” Klaus said as he looked at the girls,
“and so it will be Prince Rudolf the Ninth who takes my place.”
11.30 am CET
The Church of St Gertrude
Furstenheim
"Who are
all the people in the funny looking outfits Mum?" Miley asked as they
stood outside the beautiful 14th century church that doubled both as a family
chapel for the von Furstenheim family, and as a
parish church for the people of the small town.
She, Laura and Agnes were wearing light blue dresses with wide hats,
Donald in a gray suit, white shirt and blue tie.
"I would think mainly locals darling. That is Bavarian national
costume."
"So why
are so many here?"
"Because like the people who came to our party Friday night they feel a
connection to the Furstenheim family. Look at it this way – they came wearing
tartan because that is the national dress of Scotland. They are doing the same."
"A lot of
them will be tenants Miley," Donald smiled, "others will be people
who work for things Prince Klaus owns, and many others will be people who
though the Principality was formally absorbed into Bavaria over 200 years ago,
still think of themselves as Furstenheimers."
"That is so amazing," Laura shook her head, "I am so going to
have to read up on all this when we get back to London."
“We both will,”
Miley said as they walked into the church.
"I am so
looking forward to getting some really good sleep," Heather gave herself a
little shake as she sat down.
"Why
aren't you sleeping?" Dr Karen Boyd asked as she sat beside her, the
turned her head. "The nightmares
haven't started again have they?" she looked concerned.
"No,"
Heather smiled, "I've just been run off my feet trying to do all the jobs
on my plate."
"Can I ask
what jobs out of interest?"
"A couple
of articles for art journals, some research a couple of people asked me to
do...Oh a pile of things, and all on top of course of my regular work as nanny,
Sandy's assistant, and the other bits and pieces i
do," Heather rolled her eyes.
"You need to
scale back a bit Darling," Mandy said as she sat and smoothed out her
gloves.
"I know,
but it's just I find it difficult to say no when people ask."
"Just be glad you aren't a model," Karen laughed, "not saying mo, Missy would work you to death."
“QCS.”
"QCS?"
Tam whispered as she looked round the church. "I guess I can see the
logic."
"It has a first rate reputation Tippy Toes. I got a quick look at their
website while i was dressing. They send a very large
proportion of the girls on to what are considered prestigious universities."
"What are
the fees like?"
"Oh I
think Donald and I can safely afford them."
"You know
a thought just hit me Aggie,” Tamsin whispered, “you could have maybe saved a
lot of money if you'd sent me there after Father died."
"That had
occurred to me as well darling, but I think at the time I was pretty well
obsessed with giving you just what i had had...and
that included Benenden."
"If I can
be a snob Aggie, what is the social profile of the school?"
"Middle
and upper Middle class, but I'm not sending the girls to school to advance them
socially. This decision is all about giving them the best education possible
while we live together as a true family." Aggie laughed, "and yes
I'll admit for a few seconds the odd snobbish thought ran through my brain, but
I soon dismissed them."
"Good,"
Tamsin smiled, "and I'll agree Queen Charlotte's does look the best
option."
“Well, we’ll
broach it with the girls later, and set up a visit – but in the meantime, we
still need tutors. Grace will talk to
them as well later, and Shirley has some names as well.”
“So Lady Nicola
– had a fun summer?”
"You have
no idea. So how was China Jeans?"
Pepsi asked.
"Different." Jeannie smiled
as Orion and Katy came in.
"Meaning
what?"
"That the
air in Beijing was even more polluted then Los Angeles or Houston and I hated
that,” Jeannie said, “but that things like the Great Wall and the Forbidden
City were unforgettable sights. I've been to a lot of places modelling but I'd
never quite seen anything like that."
"It sounds
good, what were your shoots like?"
“Shoots are
shoots – it went well, but I need this downtime before school starts. What about you?”
“Come back
tomorrow, fly out Friday, back the next Friday and straight in. I miss the fun of the Newbies.”
“Ah the young
Freshmen. Such a sight…”
“Down girl,
just because we are juniors does not mean…”
“I know, I
know,” Pepsi said with a smile.
“But you have
missed New York, right?”
“Oh yeah…”
“Is it all
right to feel so nervous,” Annie said as she sat with Carina in the car, Mags
and Rudi waving round while Judith sat with Ingrid.
“Oh I don’t
know – the main focus of the guests and the crowd is on these two,” Carina said
as she looked at the twins in their gowns, “so we get off lightly.”
“Was I that pweety,” Judith said as she looked at Mags.
“Yes you were,”
Carina said with a smile. “Anyway –
we’re nearly there…”
As the door was
opened, the crowd cheered as Juliette and Klaus got out, the two of them waving
as Natalya and Willy got out with Sigrid, Dieter and her family.
“Well, they
seem happy to see us,” Juliette said as they walked up the stairs, the priest
smiling as he said “Welcome, your highnesses – the Princesses?”
“Coming in the
next car,” Klaus said as it pulled up, Adam and Ingrid holding Judith’s hands
as they walked up the stairs, and Carina and Annie carried the twins in their
arms.
“Are we on time
this time?”
“I think so,”
Juliette said, the priest smiling as they walked inside.
“Another time
with you on this side,” Nessa whispered to Alex, the priest smiling as the
organ started playing, the congregation standing as the christening party came
in.
“Well, here we
go,” Pepsi whispered as she watched them walking down the aisle, Jack shaking
his head and trying not to laugh.
“By the way,”
Abby asked as she stood with Tony, “who is the sixth godparent?”
“Oh you are
going to be surprised…”
As they
finished the first hymn, the priest came forward and said “would the godparents
come forward please.”
Pepsi walked
forward with Tony and David, Ingrid and Abby joining them – and then an older
gentleman in a sober grey suit, white shirt and tie.
“Jack?”
“What can I
say,” Jack Linklater said with a smile, “they got me at a weak moment.”
“Well, I think
it’s an inspired choice,” Abby said as she kissed his cheek.
“Jack? They asked Jack Linklater?”
“Oh yes,” Grace
said as she stood with Mandy and Will, “a most inspired choice as well.”
“It is
actually,” Luke said, “Jack is a very different person when he is serious, and
he is taking this very seriously.”
“I know,” Will
said quietly.
“Jack is the sixth
godparent?”
“He told me
last week,” John whispered, “floored me as well, and then I realised it was the
right choice.”
“Well, you can
floor him in return,” Shirley said with a smile.
“You have no
idea – I want him to be my best man…”
“Rudolf Klaus
Richard Alexander von Furstenheim, I baptise you in
the name of the Father, and the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.”
Juliette smiled
as the priest poured the water over her grandson’s head, and then made the sign
of the cross, before he handed him back to Carina and took Mags.
“Margaret
Renate Juliette Natalia, I baptise you in the name of the Father, and of the
Son, and of the Holy Spirit…”
As Mags
giggled, there was a gentle ripple of laughter round the church, before he
handed her back to Annie.
“And there we
are,” Abby whispered to Pepsi, “your godchildren.”
“I still don’t
believe it,” Pepsi whispered back.
“Believe it,”
David said as each of them was handed a candle, and the priest blessed them.
“Wow – I guess
it really has happened…”
“Go in the
peace of the Lord.”
“Amen!”
The
congregation stood and watched as the priest led the procession out, then bowed
as Klaus and Juliette carried the babies out, Annie and Carina following with
Judith, and then the godparents, Jack smiling as he passed Luke.
“And there we
go,” Klaus said as they stood at the top of the stairs, Marina coming out with
her camera
"Why are
you taking so many photographs Marina?" Missy asked as they stood outside
the church as everyone filed out.
"For Kylie,”
Marina said as she took another picture, “given she declined the invitation
after all her travel, she wants to see what people wore in case it triggers any
ideas."
"Now why
doesn't that surprise me," Alice said with a smile as she joined the conversation,
"I keep my eyes open for fresh inspirations quite a bit, but Kylie wants
to absorb literally everything."
"It's what
makes her the prodigious talent that she is," Missy smiled.
"Yes it
is," Alice looked over to where Juliette and Klaus were shaking the
priest's hand. "You know I've known Ju an awful long time but I'm not sure
I've ever seen her looking quite this happy."
"She has a
lot to be happy about," Marina replied as she snapped a couple of
pictures.
"I
know," Missy smiled, ""I'll not mention all the modeling jobs she's been offered and ruin things."
"You'd
better not," Alice shook her head.
“This is a family day for her, got it?”
“I know, I know
– but still…”
"I know
several people were disappointed that Ju couldn't invite them," Rachel
McNally said as she stood with Kelly Rochermann,
"but the church was literally packed to the rafters, I'm not sure they
could have shoehorned anyone else in."
"Agreed," Kelly adjusted her hat slightly, "at least they are
holding a little thing at Ju's place so anyone who couldn't come today can drop
by and pay their respects, and drop off gifts, etc, for the twins."
"Yes, I
think that's helped to mollify a few souls.
It’s still amazing how many turned up, however."
"It was
nice to see that they balanced Ju's friends and family, Klaus's, several formal
guests, and still a nice lot of ordinary local people. I was chatting with
several Ardray people at Aggie's party Friday and in
communities like this people still today feel a personal connection to the
local laird, be they Agnes or Klaus.”
“I can believe
that – the McNally family used to own a substantial part of Ireland before the
1919 revolution, and they shipped out to the US and Britain.”
“They do seem
to love him though – it was the same at the wedding in April.”
“Indeed…”
"It was
just so right that they asked Uncle Jack to also be a godparent," Katy
smiled as she looked at the party, "He doesn't like to show it but he
cares so much about people, and he tries so hard to look after his
friends."
"Agreed," Pru Stratton said as she nodded
to a couple of people she knew, "take your case Katy, behind the scenes
Jack talked to a lot of people and laid down the law that you weren't to be
used or abused in the industry."
"He
did?"
"Oh yes."
"Did you
know that Mom?"
"No,"
Janice shook her head, "but knowing Jack it doesn't surprise me."
"Jack
projects a public persona and too many people think that's the real him. Jerry
said he was sort of shocked when he got to know Jack well just how different he
is underneath."
“I’ve heard
Uncle John say the same thing – but why does he do it?”
“I think he’s
protecting himself…”
"Momma why
is everyone laughing and cheerwing?" Judith said
as she stood next to Carina and smiled as she waved at the crowd.
"Because
they like sharing today with us darling?"
"Sharewing what?"
"The
christening."
"Oh!?
Judith's brow knotted, "did people cheer when I was kwissened?"
"A lot of
them did darling."
"Why?"
"I'll
explain when you are older darling."
"You will
have a lot of photo's to look at when you are older little boy," Carina
smiled as she held Rudi, and Annie held Mags, whilst the photographers took
their pictures.
“He’s smiling,”
Klaus said, “always a good sign…”
“Right – if we
are done, back to the palace for lunch,” Juliette said as the coaches drew up.
2 pm CET
Furstenheim
Palace
"Any news
from the Honeymooners Penny?" Grace asked as they left the coach and
entered the palace.
"Not a lot Grace,” Penny said as she looked round, “Sue's rung a couple of
times..."
"Oh about
what?" Grace interrupted.
"Well one
of the calls was to see if I could recommend a couple of local places to go
eat," Penny laughed, "though I’m surprised they have the energy to go
out."
"What I remember from my own honeymoon, they'll be needing plenty of extra
calories to burn."
"You never
talk a lot about your ex Grace, what was he like?"
"Tall,
handsome, charming, but with a serious drink and drugs problem and a foul
temper."
"The type
that looks great on the surface but once you dig underneath you find they are
arseholes?"
"Precisely. I was well shot of him in the end."
"So if you
are going to be hosting Halloween Kelly any ideas on a costume theme?"
Barbara asked as they stood chatting with their pre-lunch drinks in hand.
"Not
really, I was going to ask round for ideas when we all get back to New York.
That national costume thing last year will take some beating."
"Agreed,"
Diana spoke, "most of the outfits were magnificent."
"Well just
don't make the mistakes i did regarding entertaining
the drivers and security people."
"I'm going
to try not to Barb," Kelly giggled, "that pub fight has become almost
as legendary as the party itself."
"Tell me
about it," Barbara rolled her eyes.
"Changing
topics slightly, any clues why John and Shirley are throwing a party just
before all the kids head back to school?"
"I'm not
totally sure Cherie," Diana looked across the large room towards her
friends. “But it will be a good send off
for them.”
"Did you all
see the text from my Honoured Mistress?" Helen whispered to Shirley,
Penny, and Marina.
"I
did," Shirley nodded, "it would seem that both Alexis and Beverley
are making huge strides during their time in Hong Kong.”
"Well it
certainly transformed both mine and Kylie's life." Marina sipped her
aperitif.
“The Honoured
Mistress and Beverley will accompany Alexis back for the party – I wonder how
she will be?”
“I’ll let Kylie
know in good time…”
"You may
have heard that I write a social column for one of our Munich newspapers?"
Reinhard von Elstenburg spoke to the ladies on either
side of him at the table.
"I
hadn't," Sandy smiled, "does that mean I have to remember to keep my
mouth shut and not be indiscreet?"
Smiling,
Reinhard said "Some people in this room might say it does."
"I'll have
to bear that in mind."
"I had
better as well," Tonia smiled.
"And there
was I thinking I'd be able to pump you both for a lot of good old fashioned
gossip about the legendary Saintz and Sinnerz."
"Well you
can try," Sandy smiled again, "but I'm not sure there are a lot of
things that aren't public knowledge."
"Oh in any
social group there are always hidden secrets Miss Richmond, but to be honest
I'm not into that kind of muck-raking. I am however fascinated by how such a
group came together."
"You ought
to ask Tonia, I think she was the first person to really notice we had become a
group."
"Oh?"
the aristocratic journalist turned. "So do you have a theory on how it
happened Mrs Razinski?"
"Not
really, I suppose the truth is we all just coalesced."
"I think
at first we were just a group of little subsets that came together," Sandy
for a second looked serious.
"Mothers
with daughters at St Angela's got to know women who had known each other since
they were all at school together, and from then on they started to pull in
people they liked, and the Sinnerz were the
result." Tonia ate some more.
"And it
was as simple as that?"
"It was
Reinhard," Sandy stopped eating for a second, "it was never a
conscious thing saying let’s start a social coterie, it was just something that
somehow grew."
“And then there
was a Halloween party, and the rest, as they say, is history.”
“How
fascinating – and this year?”
“I hear a
rumour Kelly Rochermann is hosting.”
“Now is she the
mother of Eleanor, Mick Harran’s fiancée?”
“That’s right,”
Sandy said, “it should be entertaining…”
“Agnes – do you
have a minute to spare?”
“Of course,”
Agnes said as she wiped her chin, “I’ll be back in a minute girls. Now, Heather, what can I do for you?”
“Let’s talk
over here,” Heather said as they went into a quiet corner, before she drew a
folder from her Jameson bag and handed it over.
“As requested,
birth and death certificates for Miley.
I’ve used her actual birthday, but this should help cover the legal
niceties for adoption.”
“I don’t know
how to thank you, Heather…”
“It’s my
pleasure – is Margaret Harker helping as well?”
“She’s
smoothing the waters, and Grace is helping with the education side.”
“From what I
have heard of the last two weeks, she deserves this break -so does her big
sister. Good luck Aggie – we’ll see you
in a fortnight in New York.”
"Thank you
so much for asking me to be a godparent Annie," Pepsi smiled as they both
ate their lunch.
"No thank
you for agreeing Nicola. It means an awful lot to both me and Carina you
know?"
"Thank
you," Pepsi blushed.
"So are
you ready for the soccer tour and then school re-starting?"
"Not
really,” Pepsi said as she took a drink, “I've got to get my new uniform
sorted, books to buy, etc, etc."
"I have a
lot of preparation to get done myself once we get back to New York."
"So have
you given a lot of thought to what you want us to call you at school?"
Nodding, Annie
said "A bit."
"And?"
"Well Mrs von Furstenheim somehow sounds a
little odd, and you certainly can't address me as Princess, or Your
Highness...."
"Ummmm No," Pepsi giggled.
"So at
least for school I'll stay Miss Kelly."
"Okay,
that sounds like an idea to me."
“And do I have
plans for you girls next year…”
“So are you
ready for Cooper Union" Blair van Roon said as
she sat with Abby and Sigrid.
“As ready as
I’ll ever be – I submitted my project, and we see what happens next.”
“So what do you
think the biggest changes will be Abigail?" Sigi
asked
"That I'll
be driving my car in the opposite direction to St Angela's, and that I won't
have to wear a school uniform. Otherwise I'll still be going to class, coming
home, doing my assignments, and fitting it all around my modelling career Sigi."
"I suppose
you break it down it is just as simple as that."
"Will you
be visiting New York regularly?"
"I'm going
to try and get over for a few events,” Sigrid said, “but it’s becoming clear
that as people think over Britain leaving the European Union that both
Francesca and I can expect to be snowed under with clients asking for
opinions."
“But you are
coming for Shirley’s party?”
“I hope to, but
we shall see…”
"So did
you look at that stuff on the Galway golf course thing Tom?"
"I did Aggie, and I'll have to admit it's a challenging problem," the
Duke said as he sipped his wine, "when they no doubt started planning all
this years ago it probably looked an excellent idea, but as I know by personal
experience business conditions have changed in Ireland in recent years."
"Well as I told you,” Agnes said “I'm not that clued in on either Ireland,
or the leisure industry, but I did promise I'd give some advice because this
guy is a friend of Augie's."
"Come over
to Dublin for a couple of days and I'll set up some meetings for you. That
might help you."
"Thanks Tom. I was rather hoping I might
be able to use your contacts."
“In fact – get
we could fly to New York from there, if the girls come to.”
"So
without you betraying any confidences Donald, what does the future look like
for the UK in Europe?"
"I wish I
knew Dieter," Donald paused to eat a morsel. "I know we are at the
start of what is going to be a long and messy period, but how it will all
eventually work out I have no idea."
"And like all good public servants your own personal opinions count for
nothing anyway."
"Exactly,
I'm in Paris to serve Her Majesty’s Government, to liaise, co-ordinate, report,
and do a million and one things, but I have no influence on actual
policy."
"Well my bank is starting on plans to close its London offices. We don't
see a lot of point being there in the event barriers go up between the UK and
the rest of Europe."
“It surely
won’t come to that, will it?”
“Donald,”
Dieter said quietly, “you know what our friends in Brussels adopt as standard
policy if something happens they don’t like?”
“Point…”
"So what
is New York like Katy?" Laura asked as they sat together.
"At this time of year? Very hot and sticky. It's why people who can afford
it like Aunt Juliette have places they can retreat to so as to escape."
"That
wasn't quite what I meant,” Laura laughed, “what is it like to live
there?"
"I could
ask you the same what is it like to live in London?" Katy smiled. "To
me its home, what you'll think of it I'm not sure I can answer."
“Trust me – you
don’t want to see where we live just now.
The best thing about Mum adopting us is we get out of there…”
"How is
Judith's German coming along Carina?"
"Well
she's gradually picking some up Jude. I'm planning to take her to my German
conversation group so she stays used to hearing it."
"Sounds
like a plan to me."
"So what's
your schedule looking like?"
"After a
summer on tour with the orchestra and teaching organ, I'm going to try and not
schedule a lot of performances. I want to see if I can maybe do some writing of
music. I've been playing a few themes in my mind and i
want to see if I can turn them into an actual composition."
“My friends, if
I may have your attention for a moment?”
The room fell
silent as Klaus stood up.
“Juliette and I
want to thank all of you for coming today,” Klaus said with a smile, “to
celebrate the christening of the latest members of our family, Rudi and
Mags. It means a great deal to all of us
that you could be here, and even if they are too young still to know what is
going on, I think they would want to say thank you as well.
“We hope you
can stay around and show them your love a while longer, but I want to propose a
toast. Rudolf and Margaret!”
“RUDOLF AND
MARGARET!!”
As Klaus sat
down, Carina stood and said “I just want to thank you, on behalf of myself and
Annie, for the gifts you have given us today, and for the gifts to Judith as
well. Big sisters must not be forgotten,
right?”
“Wright,”
Judith called out as the room laughed.
“So, if we do
not get to see you individually, thank you, and enjoy the rest of the day.”
"Mid August and like most students our thoughts turn to
going back to school," Ingrid smiled as she sat at a side table with
several of her friends.
"I know - it's hard to believe that I'm going to be a Junior," Bobbi
shook her head as she sipped her wine.
"Half of
our college undergraduate life down, half to go." Carina laughed.
"For some
of us," Abigail spoke, "some of us will only just be starting."
"True,"
Jo nodded, "and I for one hope I have more than three years of college
life left, I definitely want to go on to grad school and get both full
qualification, and certification."
"You
already know the career you have in mind Jo," for once Ally looked totally
serious, "if I'm being honest I still haven't got a clue what i want to do with my life."
"Sometimes
life springs surprises on us," Heather added her wisdom to what the
younger women were saying. "Just take me for example, no way I ever
thought I'd end up becoming a nanny."
"That I
understand Big Sister," Jo smiled at Heather, "but as things have
worked out it's only proved to be a temporary diversion on your career
path."
"That is true," Blair nodded in agreement, "you are gradually
becoming something of a figure in the world of art Heather...And by the way
what is this I heard that Cooper Union is asking you to do a little
teaching?"
"They
are?" Abby looked round in surprise.
"I haven't
said I'll do it yet, and I'm not sure I have the time to fit it in,"
Heather looked skyward, "but yes I've been asked if i
can maybe do some teaching on late 19th century art next semester."
"Way to go
Sis," Jo grinned as she high fived her sibling.
"Congrats
Heather," Ally smiled broadly, "but it still doesn't help me decide
what I'm going to do post-Harvard."
"Have you
considered teaching Ally?" Grace joined the conversation.
"Can you
see me teaching?" Ally laughed.
"Actually
after seeing how you helped chaperone the Senior Prom then I can."
"You're
being serious aren't you Grace?" Ally looked at the older woman
quizzically.
"I
am." Grace took a sip, "I know that its often those with the most
unorthodox backgrounds make the most inspiring teachers."
"Well I
guess it's something to think about, but..." Ally started to giggle,
"can you imagine the Tennant's reaction if I applied for a job at St
Angela's?"
"Oh I'd
pay to see it," Carina started to laugh out loud.
"Me
too," a couple of other voices said.
“Give it some
thought anyway….”
“With this, we
can adopt you and there should be no problems,” Agnes said as she and Donald
sat with Laura and Miley.
"So what
you are basically saying is that I'm dead?" Miley tried to understand what
Aggie was saying.
"Miley
Underwood is officially deceased yes, but my acquaintance," Aggie smiled
as Donald nodded slightly disapprovingly, "created a whole new life for
someone called Amelia Strong, she's been orphaned after her parents died in a
car wreck, and it’s her that Donald and I are adopting."
"What
about if anyone who knows who Miley really is sees a photo, or meets her?"
Laura asked practically.
"That is
where we are going to have to get creative darling. Our new Miley must be made
to look as much unlike Miley Underwood as possible."
"How?"
Miley cocked her head.
"Change
your hair colour and style darling, add glasses...Oh there are several things
we can do."
“Okay – and
those who have seen me here?”
“We trust them
to keep the secret,” Donald said, “And you are still Amelia or Miley Fitzstuart at the end of the day, with your big sister
Laura.”
“And the
school?”
“We’ll set up a
visit to Queen Charlotte’s when we get back, and also once the adoption papers
are in. Grace reckons it will be the new
year anyway, but it gives us a chance to get an assessment. The future starts now girls…”
Saturday 3rd September
9.30 am
West Central Park
“Why don’t you
see who is at the door Katy,” Jan called out from the Kitchen as Katy left her
room, wearing an old sweatshirt and jeans.
Opening it, she smiled and said “hey – when did you get back?”
“Late last
night,” Pepsi said as she came in, wearing a football shirt and shorts, “I
wanted to come and check in before tonight.”
“Oh yeah – the
party at Shirley’s. So, how was the
tour?”
“Tiring – but
two wins and a draw is not too bad.
School Monday though.”
“Did I hear
that Ama came back with her sister?”
“She did – Uma
and her mother are staying in a hotel, and will be there tonight as well.”
1 pm
The Huntingdown
Apartment
"It is
just SO GOOD to be back," Juliette said as she put her handbag on the counter
and started to make coffee. "First all that time in Europe, then up on the
North Shore, it seems like forever since we were last here."
"I
know," Klaus said as he put his arms around his wife, "I guess though
all those places are home as well, this is our TRUE home."
"Well despite how much I love those other places, to me it is,"
Juliette flipped the coffee maker on. "This is where my life is centered."
"Yes I
know," Klaus smiled as he kissed her.
"Is that coffee I smell Mom?"
"It is Cari,
do you Annie and Ingy want some?"
"Well let Annie get the twins to sleep, but yes I think we
can all do with some, we've got to get readjusted to being back."
"When is
Annie going to move back to the Village darling?" Klaus said as he started
glancing at some of the post.
"When
Judith and i head back to Yale, we both want as much
time together as a family as we can get till then Pops."
"Well I
can understand that,"
"Was that
Adam you were talking to darling?" Juliette asked Ingrid.
"It was
Moms," Ingrid shook her head, "you know he's still threatening to use
some of those pictures he took at the beach party?"
"Well
there was the usual parade of famous models and others in the most amazing
bikinis." Juliette laughed.
"Including
yourself Mom, that bikini you had on made even me think I was a trifle
overdressed," Cari laughed.
1 pm
The Village
“Ama,” Caroline said as she sat at the table, looking at her
laptop, “can you come in a minute please.”
“Of course
Mom,” Ama said as she came form
the kitchen, “what is it?”
"So… The Scottish Football Association wants to
know if you want to make yourself available for consideration for them Ama. I got an e-mail confirming it."
"Oh Mom you know that I do," Ama grinned,
"you know how much I fell in love with the country while we were there,
and the Scottish coaches were amazing when I met them."
"Well they
did seem pretty impressed with you darling i have to
agree."
"The only
problem is going to be getting the time off to go to training camp."
"Oh I
think St Angela's will co-operate," Caroline smiled, "from what Sarah
was saying Wilhelmina is overjoyed with the positive publicity from the tour
and by the fact that the school might have two current international players on
its roster this year."
"I'll keep
my fingers crossed," Ama said with a thrilled
look on her face.
"Remember
school starts Monday darling."
"Even
school isn't going to dampen my happiness," Ama
laughed as there was a knock on the door.
Running down the stairs, she opened the door and said “Welcome – come on
up.”
“Hello Rhona,”
Caroline said as she embraced the older Scottish woman. Caroline was wearing a white blouse and
pants, while Rhona wore a blue short sleeved dress.
“This is where
you live Ama,” Uma said as she looked round. She was wearing denim shorts over black
leggings, trainers and a grey sweatshirt, as she smiled at her older sister.
“It is indeed,”
Ama said as she stood in her New York Bulls
strip. “Come – we can have a soft drink
while I call a friend.”
“SO what is
this party we are going to tonight,” Rhona said as she and Caroline sat down.
“One of my
major clients is Shirley Xavier…”
“Xavier
International?”
“Yup – and
she’s having a party for her friends tonight.
An informal affair, but she knew you and Uma were here, and insists you
come…”
Greenwich Florists
"Was that Ama?"
"It was
Mom," Pepsi said as she put her phone away, "the Scottish soccer
people have asked her to formally declare she wants to play for them."
"From what you were saying about how their coaches reacted after seeing
her play that doesn't surprise me darling." April said as she finished the
flowers she was preparing.
"No, she
showed them how good she really is."
"I'm just happy that Sarah asked you to be team captain this year."
"I know,
it amazed me as well," Pepsi shook her head. "I know we are a young
team, but I honestly expected it would be one of the Seniors."
"She sees
a lot of leadership potential in you darling," Grant said, kissing both
his wife and daughter as he came in.
"It's like
all our friends have said Pepsi, this summer in Europe, and some of the
responsibilities you took on at Ordford seem to have
helped you grow up a lot."
"Well I don't know about that," Nicola blushed, "but I guess
I'll have to get used to being called 'the old lady'?"
"You are
engaged after all darling." Grant smiled.
“I’m not the
only one though – Nell and Ally are delaying going to Cambridge until tomorrow
because of the party.”
2 pm
The Inn on the Green
Central Park
“Well, we
finally get to sit down,” Donald said as he sat next to Agnes, looking at Laura
and Miley. Laura was wearing a white
polo shirt and her jeans, smiling as she looked round.
Miley looked
round as well, playing with the legs of her steel rimmed glasses. Her hair was now cut short and dyed
red-brown, like Agnes, and she was wearing a grey gilet over a white t-shirt
and her jeans.
"So are
you enjoying New York so far girls?"
"Oh Mom
you'd never believe how much," Laura grinned, "it's an amazing
city."
"It
is," Aggie looked at her menu, "not having been here in all these
years I'd forgotten how vibrant it all is."
"You know
even in my dreams I never thought I'd get to see the Statue of Liberty like we
did this morning."
"It is
quite a place," Agnes smiled as Laura gushed. “What about you Miley?”
“I’m
overwhelmed, Mum,” Miley finally said, “and we’re going to a party tonight as
well?”
“We are – which
is why we packed the party dresses.
Don’t worry – there will be girls there your age as well. Aileen and Eve are coming with their mother.”
“Good – I like
Aileen,” Miley said with a smile.
“Will just
texted – the family are here now as well,” Donald said as he looked up, “and
the funeral is set for next Friday.”
“Well, we can
enjoy this weekend at least,” Agnes said as the waiter came over. “So what do you girls want?”
“Can I have a
burger and fries,” Miley asked.
“Me too,” Laura
said as the waiter took a note.
FBI Field Office
“Boss,” Edna Corben said as she looked into Tom’s office, “you got a
visitor?”
“I do?” Tom looked up at the tall, thin man standing
in the doorway.
“AD
Callaghan? DCI Mike Babbage,
Metropolitan Police.”
“Oh yes –
welcome to New York,” Tom Callaghan said as he stood up and shook Mike’s
hand. “Good flight over?”
“It is – a
weekend away just now with my wife is a good idea.”
“Take a seat –
so, I hear you’ve met some ‘friends’ of ours?”
“Some of them
anyway – let me tell you a story…”
3 pm
The Village
"Wilhelmina
this is an unexpected surprise," Grace smiled as she opened the door.
"Well,” Wilhelmina Tennant said as she stood in the doorway, “I thought I'd
drop in and congratulate Sarah in person on how well she and the team
did."
"Well come
away in, she's upstairs."
"So how
was your little side trip Grace?" the Principal asked as they ascended the
stairs.
"It was
actually huge fun, though personally I think I'm getting a little ancient for
bikini parties."
"Nonsense,
now if you were me..."
"I think
every girl in school would pay to see you in a bikini Wilhelmina," Grace
laughed. "It was nice seeing so many friends from the biz in a setting
like that, Abby's annual beach party is becoming something of a fixture on the
models calendar."
"So I understand,"
Wilhelmina smiled as Sarah came out from the kitchen, "ah here is the
heroine of the hour."
“Hey boss,”
Sarah said with a smile, “am I?”
“I think so,”
Wilhelmina said.
“Let me get you
some coffee,” Grace said, “I want to ask a favour of you while you’re here…”
6.30 pm
The Waldorf Astoria
"Thank you
for that news Grace, it's so great of you to arrange that," Agnes said as
she sat in the chair, “we can confirm that tonight.”
"What did Grace want?" Donald asked as he tied his tie.
"She's
arranged for one of the Guidance Counsellors at her school to assess the girls
educationally Tuesday afternoon. She had a chat with her boss earlier."
"Well
that's very good of her..."
"It
is," Agnes said as she stood up, walked over and pulled the tie apart,
"here let me do this,"
"So what
will they do?" Donald stood still as Agnes tied the tie.
"Things
like an IQ test, and also give us an approximate idea what the girls do and
don't know. It will give us an idea what we need them to work on."
"They both seem set on QCS."
"I know,
and it's great that the deputy headmistress there was at Wycombe Abbey with
Grace, I think that personal contact can only help."
"True."
Donald stepped back a step, "so do I look presentable for a party?"
Agnes stepped
back and looked as there was a knock on the door. “Come in.”
“Well, you look
presentable,” Tamsin said as she came in.
“Kit is just helping the girls, and I saw Paula and Tom a few minutes
ago.”
“Good – well,
let’s go and see how they are doing…”
7 pm
The Richmond Mansion
George Richmond
walked down the stairs, adjusting the cuffs on his shirt, and then walked into
the front room.
“Hey Dad –
Jennifer all right,” he said as he saw his father standing there.
“Indeed - looking
forward to school starting Son?" George said as they both walked into the
hallway.
"I've got a few butterflies Dad, it's going to feel odd being a new boy
again." George said as he pulled his jacket on.
"St Augustine's is a great school."
"I know,
and I'm glad you let me choose it rather than me going to Lawrenceville like
Grandpa did."
"Well
boarding isn't for everyone,” George said with a smile, “and I know several of
your friends are going to St Augustine's."
"Saint
Disgusting's don't you mean?" Sands laughed as she came down the stairs.
"Shut up
Sands," Young George rolled his eyes.
"Make
me..."
"And there
was I thinking just how grownup my daughter looked," George senior laughed
and shook his head at the same time. "You look incredible darling,"
he said, kissing her as she reached the bottom step.
"Thank You Daddy," she beamed, "Mom bought me this evening dress
while we were in Paris.”
"You
Mother did always have impeccable dress sense."
"Thank you
George," Sandy called out as she and Heather started to come downstairs. Both women were wearing blue evening
dresses. “Uncle Alex is collecting Nessa
and David, so he will see us there.”
The de Ros Mansion
“Hello Edith,”
Tony McNally said as he stood in the doorway, “I hope I’m not late.”
“Of course not Master
Antony – Miss Abigail and Madame are in the drawing room,” the house keeper
said as she closed the door, and showed her in.
“Ah Tony,” Guy
said as he sat with Willy, “You are here.
How is your university?”
“Still there
Sir, so I start Monday. You certainly
look different from last Saturday Abigail?”
“Well, that was
a beach party,” Abby said as she sat in her grey evening dress, “this is
something different.”
“Indeed,”
Valeria said, “very different – ah I see you are ready as well Francesca.”
“Indeed,”
Francesca said as she entered with Charlotte and Piet, Charlotte’s dress cut to
hide her growing bump. “I would not miss
this for anything.”
“Do you know
what this party is for Francesca?”
“Not at all – I
am as curious as you are,” the Italian noblewoman said as she smiled.
“So who again
is your mothers date Roo?”
“Dr Alessandro
Riva,” Charlotte said as she accepted a drink from Edith, “and Mama is
insisting he’s not a date, merely an old friend she ran into and who she asked
Shirley if she could bring.”
“Should I
enquire too closely how she knows him?”
“Given that
he’s a plastic surgeon do you want to take the risk Piet my love,” Charlotte
giggled.
“Ja, I’m not sure I want to ask her how she knows him,” Piet
smiled, “Francesca would happily go to her grave rather than admit she’s had
any work done on her body.”
“Exactly.”
“So you don’t
think it’s anything sexual?”
“In the past?” Shaking her head, Charlotte said as the
doorbell rang “I’d hate to speculate, but right now? No, Mama is coming to
terms with being Dad’s widow like I’ve said before. She will have to be very
interested in someone pretty amazing I think before she’s unfaithful to my
father’s memory.”
“Well she may
not be shopping for a guy, but looking how she does in that dress she’s brought
to wear I can tell you a lot of men are going to be very interested in her.”
“Are you two
talking about Francesca?”
“We were Aunt
Marianne,” Charlotte said as they turned round, “Piet was saying how amazing
her dress is.”
“I know,”
Marianne shook her head, “I spend days shopping, spend a fortune, and then I
measure my dress against hers and think…”
“Marianne you
look fabulous,” Piet smiled.
“That’s just
what I told her,” John Vosloo said as he followed his
wife in, “but like far too many women she sees herself competing with her best
friend.”
“With Francesca
it’s not a competition, she always wins hands down,” Marianne laughed.
The Village
“These are the
times when I know we did right buying this place,” Maddie said as she finished
doing her makeup.
“Agreed,” Emma nodded
as she walked over, “can you zip me up darling?”
“It’s so much
more convenient having our own apartment then staying in hotels.” Madeline said
with a smile as she zipped up her wife’s evening dress.
“Especially
with you having to be in New York for a few days on business darling.”
“Shirley
throwing a party will be fun, but I’m not looking forward to all those meetings
at all.”
“Given that
it’s basically all about negotiating shipping contracts I don’t blame you.”
“I know,”
Maddie shook her head, “but Catherine being here, and knowing as I do that she
is representing a group of Chinese companies looking for a new shipper to move
their stuff worldwide, it’s too big an opportunity to not at least make a sales
pitch to her about Xavier International’s services.”
“At least while
you are doing it all I can do some more shopping.”
“That’s true. Also Sandra and John are over, which makes
for interesting times.”
Park Avenue
“I hear that we
are going to have a few intriguing guests Shirley my love?”
“Oh I think it’s
more than a few John. I know several people for example are looking forward to
meeting Veronica’s brother,” Shirley paused to put her earrings in. “Have you
ever met Billy Joyce yourself?”
“No,” John
shook his head, “I’ve seen him in a couple of shows, and of course in some of
his films, but I’ve never had the pleasure personally.”
“What about
Helen’s ‘uncle’ as she calls him?”
“Same thing,”
John smiled, “I saw Andre Kannenikov dance a couple
of times years ago, but I’ve not met him.”
“The ballet
star, and the Broadway musical star, both high and popular culture at our
party,” Shirley looked uncharacteristically excited.
“So what is the
balance of the sexes looking like?”
“Well better than
it has at some of our Sinnerz parties.”
“Now who is it
Eleanor Ball is coming with?”
“Both Leroy
Vance, and a man called Ed Preminger, they are hers and Veronica’s regular
bridge partners.”
“Alright, I
look forward to meeting them both.” John finished fixing his cuff links. “So
will I do?”
“Yes,” Shirley
smiled contentedly, “for me you’ll always more than merely do.”
“What about
me?”
“Oh Maisha you
look beautiful,” Shirley turned and smiled. “That dress is simply perfect.”
“Thank you Aunt
Shirley – I understand Uma is coming with Ama?”
“So I am told…”
West Central Park
“Would you see
who is at the apartment door Darling,” Kylie called out from her room, “I just
need to put my earrings in.”
“Of course I
can,” Marina said as she adjusted the straps on her gold dress, and looked
through the spyhole. She could see a
fair haired woman wearing a beige great coat, but she didn’t recognise her.
Opening the
door, she said “good evening – can I help you?”
“I do hope so Marina,”
the woman said in an educated London accent as she turned and smiled. “You look a little tired. Have you been doing your morning exercise?”
“Every day, but
that’s not important right now,” Marina said with a smile. “You look wonderful.”
“You could have
warned me though,” the new arrival said as she came in, her coat opening to
reveal a black cocktail dress and high heels.
“I thought we
did,” Marina said as Kylie came out, wearing a red off the shoulder dress.
“Who was… Beverly darling, it is so good to see you!”
“And you,” Bev
said as she looked round the apartment.
“They did a wonderful job on your new home.”
“I see Helen
and Catherine have already influenced you – where are they?”
“They will meet
us at the party later – Helen went to meet a certain someone, and Catherine has
some business to attend to. So, I
thought I would come with you.”
“And you are
most welcome,” Marina said with a smile.
“Do you want a drink before we go?”
“No thank you –
I will have one when we get there – well hello my young cousin.”
“Bev? Good lord, you look amazing!”
“Who does –
Beverly?”
“Hello Janice,
Veronica, Eleanor, Adam,” Beverly said with a smile, “so are we making a party
for the party?”
“Oh we have a
lot to talk about,” Katy said with a smile.
“I need to go
and meet my escorts for the evening – I’ll see you there,” Eleanor said as she
walked off.
8 pm
Park Avenue
“Good evening
Aunt Catriona, Elizabeth – please, come in.”
“Thank you
Maisha,” Catriona said as she and her daughter came in, both women wearing dark
blue dresses as they handed their coats to the maid. Maisha was wearing her black velvet dress, a
blue pendant round her neck. “So this is
your New York home – impressive?”
“Come on in
Cat,” Shirley called out as they went into the drawing room, Shirley smiling in
her green silk dress, and John in his dinner jacket. “I believe you know everyone here so far, but
perhaps you can introduce them to your daughter?”
“Indeed –
Elizabeth, this is Sandra Kirk, John Jacobs, Madeline Moore and her wife Emma
Cromwell.”
“I’m pleased to
meet all of you,” Elizabeth said. “This
is an amazing apartment, Aunt Shirley.”
“I like it,”
Shirley said with a smile. “So, I think
this is going to be a very special weekend – I hope you all enjoy it.”
The Odeon
“Eleanor,” Ed
Preminger said as he saw Eleanor Ball walk in, “thank you for meeting here in
advance. Whisky?”
“Please,”
Eleanor said with a smile. “Is Leroy here yet?”
“I asked him to
come a little later.”
"Okay… So why exactly did you ask me to ask Shirley
if you could come tonight Ed? A New York high society party isn't exactly your
normal thing."
Sipping his Bourbon, Ed said "Let's just say I have a couple of reasons
Captain."
"Business, Admiral?" A little
alarm bell went off in Eleanor's head that her friend had used her military
rank.
"I don't
know," Ed stroked his chin, "let's just say someone considerably
higher up the chain of command asked me to give him my impressions of a couple
of people it was known would be at this party shall we?"
"Understood...Sir!"
Shaking his
head, he said "for tonight just call me Ed as always please Eleanor, this
might or might not be anything and I'd rather not be arousing suspicion."
"So I
don't tell anyone just what you do at the DIA...correct?"
"Correct,"
the admiral smiled.
"Just so I
know, this is nothing to do with any of my friends is it?"
"As far as I'm aware, no it isn't...there's just a whisper in the wind
that maybe something is going on, and basically I'm just collecting
gossip."
"You do know Tom Morse will be there?"
"I do,” Ed
said as he finished his drink, “and I'm fully aware that the Congressman has
heard me testify before his committee and knows who I am. I had a word with him
as well to be discrete."
"Ed my
antennae are twitching like mad," Eleanor looked a little frustrated.
"I know
they are Eleanor - you are far too good an intelligence operative for them not
too, but please - and I don't want to make this an order - please stay cool
tonight."
"You do
also know Francesca di Cambrello will be there?"
"Yes I do,
if she gets suspicious I might need have a word with the Marchesa. Leroy – ready to mix with the Hoi Polloi?"
“I do enjoy
social chit chat,” the ex-Marine said as he adjusted his jacket, “shall we?”
Park Avenue
“I have seen
some buildings these last days,” Laura said as she looked up, “but this… Aunt Shirley and Uncle John live here?”
“Apparently in
the penthouse,” Agnes said as she gripped the hands of the girls, Tamsin and Kit
looking up as well.
“Well met by
fading sunlight.”
“Caroline,”
Agnes said with a smile, “and this must be Uma.
I’m Agnes, and this is Donald, Laura and Miley.”
“Hello,” Uma
said as she gripped Rhona’s hand. She
was wearing a blue party dress, and Rhona a grey evening dress.
“Well, shall
we,” Caroline said as they walked in.
The concierge looked up, and smiled as he said “Miss Jameson – you are
expected. Go right up.”
“Thank you,”
Caroline said as they entered the elevator cab, waiting as the lift door closed
while Uma shined her shoe on the back of her leg.
“You as well?”
She looked at
Miley and nodded as the lift doors opened, and they walked down the
corridor. “Allow me,” Caroline said as
she knocked, the door opened by a tall African girl.
“Hello sister,”
Ama said with a smile, “how was your flight?”
“Very good,
thank you – and is this Uma?”
“It is. Uma, I would like you to meet Maisha, another
of the girls from Mazengwe.”
“Come in Uma –
all of you. Aunt Shirley is in the main room
– the maid will take your coats for you.”
“Yes, it is a
big place,” Caroline whispered to Rhona as they walked in, Shirley smiling as
she said “Aggie – you all made it. And
this must be Uma and Rhona – I’m Shirley Xavier. Welcome to my home.”
“Thank you for
inviting us,” Rhona said as she looked round.
“Nice place – roomy.”
“Why don’t you
come with me and Maisha Uma, we will introduce you to some of the other girls,”
Ama said as they walked over to where Jeannie was
sitting with Nikki and Becca.
“Let me
introduce you to a few people as well,” Caroline said to Rhona as Laura heard a
familiar voice say “there you are.”
“Hey Aileen – I
see the Babbages are here as well?”
“Indeed – let’s
go and sit outside…”
As they went
onto the balcony, Pepsi came in with her parents, as Tom and Claire arrived.
"This is a
night where you should take a bow April," Shirley said as she kissed
Pepsi’s mother on the cheek.
"Who
me?"
"Yes you
Mrs Broadhurst," Shirley smiled, "the terrace garden looks wonderful,
and it's just lovely to see so many people out there enjoying it."
"Oh on
that I'll agree,” April said, “but I'm sure you yourself would have realized
the enormous potential the space had."
"If I'm being honest,” Shirley said “I never even saw the possibilities
when I bought this place. It was truly your idea April, and thank you so much
for doing all this."
"Oh it's not a problem," the florist blushed.
“You need to
come and visit Curragh,” Nessa said as she joined them, “the garden is back to
the former glory it was now.”
“I hope to –
and congratulations on the hit records.”
“Thank you –
but he was responsible as well,” Nessa said as Mick came in with the Rochermanns.
“This is a
remarkable apartment,” Andre Kannenikov said as he
handed his coat to the maid. “You say it
is Shirley Xavier who lives here?”
“Indeed,” Kelly
said with a smile, “Tom, Clare, allow me to introduce Andre Kannenikov. Andre, this is Congressman Tom Morse and his
wife Claire.”
“A pleasure,”
Andre said with a smile as he shook Tom’s hand, and then saw the latest
arrivals, his face paling slightly as he saw the older blonde woman. “I hope to see you at the shows during the
next year.”
“Francesca – it
is good to welcome you to my home again,” Shirley said with a smile as she
greeted the Marchesa.
"Shirley,
John, can I Introduce an old friend?"
"Please do
Francesca."
"This is
Alessandro Riva, Sandro this is John Hammond and Shirley Xavier our host and
hostess."
"Given
your fame Dr Riva, is it breaking some doctor/patient rule asking how you know
Francesca?" John smiled as he assessed the tall, bespectacled man, with
the hint of grey at his temples.
"No it
isn't, and please call me Sandro, I've known Francesca since she was a girl, my
parents were friends of her family in Rome."
"Ah then
that explains it, and we are Shirley and John."
"Thank you
Shirley, and despite vicious rumours, and nasty stories, that I have no doubt
our terrible Italian gossip media has told far more than once, as far as I'm
aware Francesca is still exactly as nature designed her."
"And I'm
guessing that there are an awful lot of women in this room cursing her for her
good fortune in that," John laughed.
"What can
I say, I am who I am," Francesca smiled broadly.
“Hey,” Caroline
said as she greeted Charlotte, “blooming?”
“Oh yes – and
we’ve started to feel him or her moving round,” Charlotte said with a
smile. “A lot of people here.”
“Well, Shirley
and John want a lot of people here for one reason or another.”
“AGGIE!”
“Hello Gus,
Augie,” Agnes said as she greeted the van Roons, “I
made it at last.”
“You did indeed
– and Donald came as well. We heard a
rumour…”
“Apart from me
getting a visa?”
“Yes, apart
from that – you and Donald…”
“Well, we bury
Catherine next week, but yes – we are engaged, and we are adopting two of the
girls from my school.”
“Where are
they?”
“Outside with
the Gaunt and Babbage children…”
"You still
haven't told us all about your photo shoot Aileen," Laura said as she put
a tray of soft drinks down on the table out on the terrace.
"Oh
don't....PLEASE," Clodagh laughed, "If I have to listen to all that
again I swear I'm going to throw up."
"Well we haven't heard Clo," Laura said as
she sat down on the bench seat next to Miley, "so you'll either have to cover
your ears, or endure it."
"I've heard the stories, and it’s not the hard work doing the photo shoot
that I'm envious of, it's the fact that you got to go to a real beach party
with all those other models," Bridget Babbage shook her head.
"Yeah that was the fun part," Aileen smiled.
"But what
was the shoot like?" Laura returned to her question.
“It was amazing
– we got to visit Historic Boston and the photographer made it very easy for
us,” Aileen said. “And then, as you say,
the beach party – Suzie and Mary Clarke made it over with the other West Coast
girls.”
“I can imagine
– but back to school Tuesday?”
“Back on Monday
night for Tuesday,” Eve said as she sat with Kit and John.
“I know – and
the joy of A2s to come.”
“Is that the
sound of back to school blues,” Liz said as she joined them.
“Oh yes – and
with Clodagh coming as well.”
“I’d forgotten
that…”
“Who do you
know who lives here,” the thin blonde haired man said as he got out of the cab
with his sister, “it’s a bit above your usual haunts, V.”
“I do have
friends outside of my work you know,” she said as she looked up, then smiled as
she saw the family getting out of a second cab.
“Well, well – I should have guessed you would be here.”
"Hello
Billy,” Cassandra Stone said as she walked over, “it's been a while."
"Oh are
you coming to this shindig as well Cassandra?"
"We
are," Cassie smiled while the man kissed her.
"So how do
you merit an invite to all this?"
"Rick and
I have become friends with Shirley and John, and how about you?"
"My sister
Veronica knows them. Have you met her?"
"A couple
of times," Cassie said as she kissed Veronica on the cheek. "How are
you doing Commander?"
"Very
well," Veronica smiled, "and tonight I swear I am NOT getting drunk
and ending up doing something I come to regret."
"Sounds
like a plan to me," Rick ushered his family towards the entrance to
Shirley's apartment block.
“Something you
want to share with us V?”
“E – you
haven’t come with the family?”
“Had to meet my
escorts first – you must be Billy.
Eleanor Ball.”
“AH – the woman
my sister wins card games with. Nice to
meet you at last. Coming in?”
“Uncle Andre!”
“Well hello
Yelena,” Andre said with a smile as he kissed Helen on the cheeks, “and this
must be Penny. A pleasure to meet you at
last.”
“And you,”
Penny said with a smile as the door opened again, Jan smiling as she came in
with Katherine, Adam and Katy.
“Maisha
darling, it is so nice to see you again,” Kylie said as she and Marina took
their coats off, “do you remember Beverley?”
“Of course I do
– you look good, Beverley.”
“Thank you for
saying so,” Bev said with a smile as she looked round, “it is a real pleasure
to be back again.”
“Bev?”
“Hello Abigail,
Diana – I trust I find you well?”
“What is it
about Hong Kong,” Abby said as she looked at Marina.
“Trade secret –
let’s get a drink.”
"Shirley
has asked if we will dance a ballroom solo when the dancing starts Uncle Andre.
Is that alright with you?" Helen said with a smile.
"It would be my pleasure Yelena. what do you have in mind?"
"I
remember you dancing the Paso Doble with Mum, can you
still do it?"
"Oh just
about," the Russian laughed.
“Good – I’ll
find you when the time comes,” Helen said as she walked off, Andre looking
round, deciding who to talk to next…
"So any
idea yet as to babies sex Charlotte?" Heather asked as she stood with her
friend.
"Nope - and
I don't want to know Heather. Piet and I talked it out and we will find out the
old-fashioned way when I give birth."
"Now I was just the other way," Annie sipped her champagne, "I
was more than happy to know i was having twins and
that it was one of each."
"Can I
avoid this topic of conversation?" Karen laughed, "it sounds far too
much like talking shop for my liking."
"Oh
why?" Sandro asked.
"Because
Karen is a consultant obstetrician at Mass General in Boston," Francesca
spoke.
"Ah now i understand, I've already had one or two of the ladies
here trying to ask me about my work."
"I'm never
sure who has the harder conversation task at parties, doctors like you two, or
lawyers like Francesca?" Heather looked amused.
“It is a close
run thing,” Francesca said as she looked round, and then looked again at the
bearded man talking to John.
“Mamma? Is something wrong?”
“No, not at all
my dear, not at all…”
"Maddie
can I have a little private word please?"
"Certainly
Shirley, what can I do for you?"
"I have something I want to tell you personally before we announce it
publicly."
"Now that
sounds intriguing, It's not something to do with business is it?"
"Not at
all."
"So what
then?"
“Come with me,”
Shirley said as she walked her old friend to her den, Sandra looking up as she
came in.
“She got you in
here as well,” Sandra said as Maddie sat down, and Maisha came in.
“You wished to
see me, Aunt Shirley?”
“I did Maisha –
all three of you. I want to ask you all
something before we say anything to the party.”
“And that is?”
“Will you stand
by me on the day – you three and one other.”
“Let me guess,”
Sandra said, “Cat?”
“Indeed – I
have already asked her, but I want you three as well. If you will?”
The three women
looked at each other before Maisha said “you really have to ask Aunt Shirley?”
“Good, that’s
settled,” Sandra said. “When are you
spending some time in Africa Maisha?”
“I go next
weekend…”
“Mike –
enjoying your leave?”
“I am actually,
Colonel – but back to the grindstone next week,” Mike Babbage said as he stood
with John Vosloo.
"So did
you drop in for a chat with the FBI Pussycat Gang Task Force like you were
planning Mike?"
"I did
John," Mike looked round the room, "I basically shared what we'd
learned and surmised about their activities in London."
"Were you
able to help each other’s enquiries at all?" John asked as he sipped his
wine.
"Well I
hope so. Tom Callaghan and I seem to be of a similar mindset regarding all
this."
“Which is?”
“Whoever these
ladies are, they work in tandem with, or assist, one of our major criminal
figures. But the heist – to literally
steal all that gold from under the noses of everyone – that was a master
stroke. I almost admire them for that.”
"So why
are you in New York Billy?" Rachel McNally asked. "Or is it a
secret?"
"Not really,” Billy Vance said with a smile, “a couple of producers are
considering yet another revival of Oklahoma, and they are trying to persuade me
to do it."
"Which
wouldn't exactly be a stretch," Veronica broke in, "he's known the
whole damn show by heart since he was about 12 years old."
"True, and
I did perform it in college, but I've never done it professionally."
"So is it
an ambition of yours Billy?" Andre Kannenikov
asked.
"I guess
so, Curly is one of the most seminal parts in musical theatre, so I guess I'm
more then just intrigued how I'd stack up against all
the greats who played it in the past. There must have been similar parts that
you always had ambitions to dance Andre?"
"There
were a few and i got to do most of them in my
career."
“Ah – two
people I must introduce you to. Billy,
this is my daughter’s fiancé Michael Treharran…”
“aka Mick
Harran,” Billy said as he shook his hand.
“And Nessa
Richmond. Mick, Nessa, this is Billy
Vance.”
“It’s a real
pleasure,” Nessa said as she kissed him on the cheek. “We heard you were here – tell me, how up
are you on your Gene Kelly musicals?”
“Why – what do
you have in mind?”
“Come with us,”
Mick said as they took Billy by the arms, “and we’ll explain…”
"This
party is rather different to what I was expecting Eleanor," Ed Preminger said
as he stood, sipping his champagne and looking round. "It's a truly
diverse crowd."
"That's the beauty of the Saintz and Sinnerz Ed. The group is drawn from such a broad spectrum
of humanity."
"I'd begun
to notice," the Admiral looked across the room, "who are those people
Leroy is chatting with for example?"
"The
soccer circle," Eleanor laughed. "The woman is Sarah Nightingale the
soccer coach at St Angela's, but the men are Sergeant Anders Eckholm of the NYPD, Juan Murchado,
who is a banker from Spain, Klaus von Furstenheim,
and of course Leroy."
"As I said
- a diverse group."
"Well Andy and Juan both have daughters play for Sarah, Leroy's daughter
Belinda plays at UVa of course, and Klaus just loves
the sport."
"I get
that, and what is that crowd?"
"The horse
racing aficionados amongst us. You
recognise the Marchesa?"
“Indeed - her
beauty is outstanding.”
“Well, with her
are the co-owners of SaintzAndSinnerz. You have Guy, Duc du Grechy,
of course, and Ray Razinski, but George Saunders is
Caroline Jameson’s second in command, and Grant Mitchell is a worker for the
NYTS.”
“Amazing,” Ed
said quietly.
“Who else have
you seen, Ed?”
“One or two
others, Eleanor, one or two others…”
"Well your
children look to be enjoying themselves Eva," Sandy smiled as she looked
at the small group.
"Yes Mel
has been introducing them to some of the people she knows."
"Is Mel
all set for school starting?"
"Yes, I
think she's going to be very happy at Denice's."
"Denice
and Erica are wonderful people."
"I
agree."
"So did
she enjoy the soccer tour?"
"Very
much,” Eva said, “though she regrets a little missing Freshman
Orientation."
"She'll soon meet plenty of other girls though. You are staying until tomorrow afternoon?"
“We are – and
then the journey back…”
"So where
are your mother and Maeve Susan?" Vanessa asked.
"Honestly? Bognor Regis."
"Bognor what?"
"It's an
old style English seaside resort town Nessa. Mum said after the summer she's
had she needed peace and quiet so she and Aunt Maeve have booked themselves
into a small hotel for two weeks."
"Ah I can
see their reasoning."
"It's a
slightly posher version of the place that I used to take Jeannie to,"
Barbara smiled.
"I think
if you were to go back you'd probably find Clacton pretty dull nowadays
Barb."
"I
probably would Marina."
"Was
Kylie's mother invited?"
"She was
darling," Kylie said as she nibbled at a little sandwich, "but with
having moved, and also having started a new job, she decided to wait a few
weeks to come see us."
Nessa nodded as
she looked round. “Ah – excuse me a
minute. Something I have to do…”
“Can I have
your attention a moment please?”
“Who’s doing
the dance tonight John,” Jack Linklater called out.
“I promise you,
no burlesque tonight – but we can’t have such shining stars of the music world
as we have here tonight without getting them to entertain you. So please welcome Mick Harran, Billy Joyce
and Nessa Richmond with a number you’ll all recognise.”
“Ready,” Mick
whispered. “You’re Debbie Nessa, and
Billy you get to be Donald.”
“Excellent,” he
said with a smile as they turned and Nessa started
Good mornin',
Billy smiled at
her and sang
Good mornin'!
Mick nodded to
both of them before he sang
We've talked the whole night through,
Good mornin'
Good mornin'
to you.
Good mornin',
good mornin'!
It's great to stay up late,
Good mornin',
good mornin' to you.
When the band began to play
The sun was shinin'
bright.
Now the milkman's on his way,
It's too late to say goodnight.
So, good mornin',
good mornin'!
Sunbeams will soon smile through,
Good mornin',
good mornin', to you,
And you, and you, and you!
Good morning,
Good morning,
We've gabbed the whole night through.
Good morning, good morning to you.
Nothin'
could be grander than to be in Louisiana
In the morning,
In the morning,
It's great to stay up late!
Good mornin',
Good mornin'
to you.
It might be just a zippy
If you was in Mississipi!
When we left the movie show
The future wasn't bright
But came the dawn
The show goes on
And I don't wanna
say good night
So say, Good Mornin'!
Good Mornin'!
Rainbow is shining through
Good Mornin'!
Good Mornin'!
Bon Jour!
Bon Jour!
Buenos Dias!
Buenos Dias!
Buon
Giorno!
Buon
Giorno!
Guten
Morgen!
Guten
Morgen!
Good morning to you.
Waka laka laka wa
Waka laka laka wa...
Ole, toro,
Bravo!
The room burst
into applause as Francesca watched Andre closely, while he went over and engaged
someone else in conversation…
"I didn't
know Roy with all his other interests was also into ballet Ton?" Liz Lodge
said as she stood with her best friends.
"He's
not," Tonia shook her head, "Andre has got him talking politics, specifically
why despite being a lifelong Republican Roy isn't supporting Trump."
"I hope
Roy is telling him that it's for the very same reason that that man will NEVER
be invited to one of our little gatherings like this." Kelly looked a
trifle cross.
"I think
that my husband was making that point."
"Good,"
Liz nodded. "We are all far too aware of that man’s dubious financial
record, his lack of morals, and all his other crap."
"It's just
a pity that most of the people out there don't know him as we do Liz."
"Agreed
Ton." Liz shook her head, "all those people who will believe any crap
about Hilary, but cut him a pass."
"I
know," Kelly smiled, "but we can be at least reassured that there is
enough common sense out there that he will never be elected President."
“I don’t know,”
Liz said quietly, “we live in strange times.
At least Andre is showing an interest in our politics…”
"So where
is the Clarke family Shirley?" asked Jeannie as they sat on a couch.
"At home
in California. John and I invited them, but with David about to start at
Stanford, and the kids all heading back to school, Dave decided they couldn't
really afford the time to travel."
"I get
that," Jeannie nodded, "with pre-season training at Stanford having
started early I've barely seen House in weeks."
"That's
the problem dating a top class sportsman I guess."
"I suppose
so. I'll be seeing him in a couple of weeks though as i've
got a weekend shoot to do in San Francisco, and I'm going to watch him
play."
“Will you see
Mary and Suzie then,” Shirley said as John walked over.
“I hope so.”
“Forgive me
Jeannie – there’s something John and I have to do now.”
“What’s
happening,” Miley said as she and Laura joined Donald and Agnes.
“A true
miracle,” Agnes said happily as John said “could I have your attention for a
moment please?”
“Is it time
sister?”
“Time for
what,” Uma asked as she stood with Ama and Maisha
“Happiness,”
Maisha whispered as the room gathered around John and Shirley at the stage.
“We wanted to
thank all of you for being here tonight – especially given the distance some of
you have travelled – but we wanted to have as many of you here as possible to
celebrate the end of an amazing summer, the start of a new year for many of you
– and one other thing.”
Maddie, John
and Sandra nodded as Shirley took the microphone. “I wonder if I could ask a question of Miss
Alexandra Richmond Senior – have you or have you not been running a book on me
and John getting engaged?”
The room looked
at Sandy as she said “Well… Why are you
asking?”
John looked at
Shirley and smiled as he said “because two weeks ago, Shirley paid me the great
honour of agreeing to be my wife.”
As the room
fell silent for a moment, and then erupted in cheering and clapping, Dancer
watched everyone. He had wondered how he
would be able to influence their thinking as a group, but he could see the
barriers already. They were not elitist
– High Society here was the concept of being in a penthouse, not the
people. More, even those who were likely
to be supporters of him were not – mainly because they knew him.
Not that he
could blame them either – from what he had seen in the file, he was not the –
ideal candidate for any role, never mind the one his masters wanted him to
fill. But he had been assigned a role,
and he was required to fill it.
Perhaps the
answer was not to try and influence this group, and influence people’s
perceptions of this group? There was
certainly some room for that, come possible weak points, but their love and
appreciation for each other would make it difficult. Not impossible, but difficult.
What of the
children? He was not sure – nor was he
sure of the younger women he had not talked to yet. Some were never starters – the teenage design
sensation and her friends could not vote.
Others – maybe,
but again he was not sure. Maybe he
should research further. See what little
secrets they had.
And in the
meantime, there were people – he recognised the Romanian. He needed to talk to him.
But there was
one other problem, one person here he needed to avoid at all costs. He had no idea why she was here, but she
would be a potential issue to raise with his contact…
“So do you need
Sigi and I to draw up pre-nups
for you?” Francesca smiled as she hugged Shirley.
“No,” Shirley
said with a smile, “we talked about it and decided we didn’t need them.”
“Good. They can
be nasty things to have in my opinion.”
“I can
imagine. Did you and James have one?”
“No, but he
never made a claim on my fortune when we divorced. He wanted to hurt me
personally, not I think the thousands of people who might have been affected if
he’d asked for a formal division of my fortune.”
“And it’s
little bits like that which should have told you that deep down he still loved
you Francesca, most men would not have considered that,” Shirley said.
“I guess you
are right.”
“I know I am.”
“Anyway the
past is the past and the future is you and John together. CONGRATULATIONS Shirley.”
“Thank you
Francesca.”
“Congratulations
Boss,” Charlotte said as she kissed Shirley, “so does that mean a company wide pay rise in celebration?”
Shirley merely
raised an eyebrow as the others laughed…
“You knew?”
“I did Klaus,
but they asked me to keep it a secret so they could tell everyone at the same
time. I wanted to tell you, but it was a
solemn vow.”
“No – I can
understand that,” Klaus said with a smile.
“So who else knew?”
“Originally? Agnes, Cat and me. She wanted to tell Maddie, Sandra and John
herself – and now we all know.”
“Well, it
finally happened,” Caroline said as she stood with Susan and Penny.
“Should have
seen it coming – they were acting very strangely at the wedding,” Penny said as
she looked at her phone.
“Who are you
calling?”
“Someone who
needs to know – who gets to tell Lily?”
“I’ll do that,”
Susan said with a smile, “is it worth waking her up for?”
The other two
looked at her as a male voice said “silly question, right?”
“Right
George. Do you want the honours?”
“Oh no – as I
understand it, I am needed for next weekend when she and her team visit. You may have the honours.”
“Does this mean
we have another wedding to go to Mum,” Laura said as she looked at John and
Shirley.
“Oh yes – and don’t
worry. Whenever Uncle Donald and I marry
will not affect us going to that one.”
“When did he
ask her,” Miley asked.
“Honestly? The day of Susan and Colin’s wedding, but
they wanted to keep it quiet. But there
is another reason why I knew – when the wedding takes place, Aunt Shirley wants
me to be one of her attendants.”
“Like a
bridesmaid?”
“Yes,” Donald
said, “except they are a bit old to be called that. It makes them sound like old maids – which
they are not,” he hastily added.
“Do you want me
to do some pictures to release to the media John?” Jack Linklater said as he
shook his old friend’s hand.
John looked
surprised, as he said “You know I hadn’t even thought of that Jack.”
“Have you even
prepared a media release to announce this?”
“To tell the
truth,” John said as he shrugged his shoulders, “I think both Shirley and I
were so bound up in keeping this secret till tonight that neither of us really
thought about those sort of things.”
“Well if you
let Jack take some pictures I’m sure I can put together a few words,” Jane
Molloy spoke.
“I suppose we
ought to…” Shirley paused to think, “can you do that please Jane?”
“It’s not going
to be a lot of trouble is it Jane?” John asked.
“I served my
apprenticeship at the Times in hatching, matching, and dispatching John, I can
do a release like this standing on my head,” Jane laughed.
“Now a photo of
Jane standing on her head might be interesting,” Jack laughed.
“And one you
are never going to get to take Jack Linklater.”
“Spoilsport,”
Jack laughed some more.
“So where do
you want to shoot these pictures Jack?” Shirley asked.
“Well, I would
say here, but…”
“Perfect – we
can fix up a time later!”
“Okay,
darling,” Diana whispered to Heather, “how did the book pay out?”
“Are we going
by the announcement or the decision?”
“You have to go
by the decision darling,” Diana said to Sandy.
“Well, in that
case – it’s not my mother, although she had today, and it’s not Eve.”
“Oh – who was
it?”
“I’ll take my
winning in the morning,” Juliette said as she walked past, the most beatific
smile on her face.
“Congratulations
Shirley,” Adam said as he kissed her on the cheek, “I know you and John will be
very happy together.”
“I know we will,
and thank you.”
“Congratulations
John,” Adam then said as he shook the older man’s hand.
“Thank you
Adam. You do realize though that this is going to increase pressure on you to
make Janice an honest woman?”
“Not really
John,” Adam smiled.
“We are happy
and content as we are,” Jan said as she took his arm.
“That was what
I was always telling people Jan, but then he goes and gets down on his knee,
and I’m both saying yes, and asking myself why the hell we hadn’t done this
ages ago.” Shirley beamed with happiness.
“The way these
two are going I’ll be married before they are,” Katy laughed as she
congratulated the couple.
“Now that might
make for an interesting betting proposition,” Sandy laughed as she added her
congratulations. “Will my son marry Katy before Adam finally asks Jan?”
“Mum!” George
blushed as everyone laughed.
“Aunt Shirley –
there is a telephone call for you and Uncle John in the den,” Maisha said with
a smile.
“We’d better go
and see who this is – we’ll be back in a few minutes,” John said as they followed
Maisha into the den.
“I have them
here now,” Maisha said as she put the phone on speaker while they sat down.
“Hello?”
“Congratulations
John,” the male voice came out of the speaker.
“Congratulations
Shirley,” the female one followed.
“Thank You
Colin, Thank You Sue,” John called back.
“What are you
both doing up so late?” Shirley asked.
“We only just
got back from a meeting, and Sue got a message from Penny so we thought we’d
ring and add our congratulations.”
“Thank you
both.”
“It’s our
pleasure Shirley,” Sue replied.
“So how is
campaigning going?”
“It’s not going
badly John, though after a long day knocking on doors, I think both of us could
have done without a late night event.”
“Well tomorrow
is Sunday you can take the day off Colin.”
“In our dreams
John,” Sue sighed, “we need be up in about five hours, fresh and ready to get
out there again.”
“Rather you
then me Sue.” Shirley shook her head.
“So we’ll let
you get back – congratulations again,” Colin said as the line went dead – and
then rang again.
“Who is it
now,” John said as Shirley pressed the speaker button, and said “Shirley
Xavier?”
“So THAT’S what
was going on with you two at the wedding?
Getting engaged yourselves?”
“I’m afraid so
Margaret,” John said with a laugh. “Let
me guess – Grace?”
“She called
us,” they heard Amelia say, “and we had to call to offer our congratulations.”
“Thank you,”
John said, “and let me guess – you were with Colin and Sue?”
“Actually, no –
we were talking about what to get Poppy for her Sixteenth, when Grace sent her
message…”
"So did
you see that coming tonight Doc?" Nikki asked as the girls sat with
Jeannie.
"Nope,”
Doc said as she held her glass, “even with all my powers of deduction it never
occurred to me that tonight was actually an engagement party."
"Well if last year was a year of Sweet Sixteen parties, what odds on this
being a year of engagement parties?" Becca asked.
"Don't
look at me," Pepsi smiled, "Jack and I won't be having a formal
engagement party as such."
"Will Mick
and Nell?" Jeannie asked.
"According
to Ally they haven't decided." Doc answered.
"Lemachine are recording a new album in LA, and of course
Nell will be at Harvard. They talked about it while we were in Scotland,"
Pepsi sipped her champagne, "they might have a small celebration at either
Thanksgiving or Christmas."
“Nick and Ama?”
The girls
looked over, as Ama shook her head and Uma giggled
beside her.
“There you
are,” Will said as John and Shirley came back in.
“Sorry – calls
from London,” John said with a smile.
“So any
thoughts as to a date darlings?” Mandy asked.
“And a venue,”
Penny spoke as she joined them.
“We were sort
of thinking about the last Saturday before Christmas,” John smiled as so many
of their friends started to check their schedules, both online and in books.
“And since so
many of our friends gather in New York at that time of year, we were sort of
thinking here.”
“What religion
are you Shirley?” Alex asked, “I’ve never known.”
“I’m a Catholic
Alex, and while John is Church of Ireland, I was sort of hoping that maybe you
could marry us at St Martha’s?”
“I’d be
delighted.” Alex smiled.
“And there will
be no argument – I am arranging the Wedding Breakfast,” Nessa said as she
hugged both of them. “Consider it a long
promised present.”
“I am not going
to argue with you,” Shirley said with a laugh.
“Have you ever
seen her so happy John?” Sandra asked as they looked over.
“I’m not sure I
ever have. Young John is in so many ways the perfect man for her.”
“Only you could
describe him as ‘young’ John?” Maddie smiled.
“Well he is
young compared to me.”
“True – he is
our age after all,” Sandra said with a smile.
“Do you ever consider the path not taken?”
“What might
have been? What if Shirley had never
been kidnapped?” John said.
“None of us
would be who we are – and I don’t like that idea,” Maddie said quietly. “I like the woman I am – the women we all
became.”
John nodded as
he said “for better or worse, you three have become the fine examples you are –
even if you do work in very shady ways at times.”
“I know he can
never know about her ‘other life’,” Maddie said, “and that she will have
to continue to keep secrets from him, but he has drawn herself out of herself
so much.”
“On that I
think we all agree Sandy.” John
took a sip as he said “you are the same with Emma, Maddie, having to keep parts
of your world secret from her.”
“I know – but
we manage,” Maddie said with a smile.
“So – you next
John?”
The older man
shook his head as he said “no – Coco and I are the closest of friends, but that
s genuinely as far as it goes.”
"How comes
Aunt Shirley never got married before?" Kits looked thoughtful as she stood with her
friends, "she's so amazing I'm just amazed she's been single all this
time."
"Well
according to Mummy," Angel took a drink, "many, many years ago there
was a man Shirley was deeply in love with."
"There
was?" Eve Gaunt asked in surprise," why didn't they ever get
married?"
"I don't
know all the details, but I do know he was killed somehow."
"Oh
Christ, that sucks," Lizzie shook her head.
"Mummy
says that for years she almost literally hid herself away. It's only a couple
of years ago she started to go out again and meet people..."
"And one
of the people she met was Uncle John," Aileen interrupted Angel.
"It's both
romantic, but also in so many ways so sad." Fiona spoke.
“She must
really have loved him – I wonder…”
Lizzie walked over to where Catriona was standing.
“They really
are happy, aren’t they?”
“Yes they are,”
Catriona said as she sipped her drink.
"Did you
know Aunt Shirley's boyfriend Mummy, the one who was killed?" Lizzie
asked.
"Yes I did
know Robert, and I'm not sure boyfriend is really quite the right term."
"Were they
as deeply in love as you were with my father?"
"Yes they
were darling." Catriona for a moment let a string of memories play in her
brain.
"Was he
the first person she ever fell in love with?"
"As far as
I know Lizzie," Cat crossed her fingers behind her back.
"Do you
think you'll ever find someone else Mummy?" Elizabeth looked her square in
the face, "Gran says you owe yourself some happiness, and I wouldn't
mind."
“Who
knows? I have lessons to learn from all
of them…”
"Is Alice
enjoying herself Sherry?" Olivia asked.
"I thinks she's starting to since Abigail noticed she was looking a little
out of it."
"Well
she's 18, she has more in common with girls her own age like Abby."
"I know,
Bridget and Richard fit in with the younger group fine."
"Well
Alice should be okay now."
"So you
are going to Somerville are you Alice?" Marina asked.
"I am. In just over three weeks," the oldest
Babbage girl said.
"Marina
got a first in Russian at Oxford," Abby smiled.
"Wow,”
Alice said, “you did?"
"I
did," Marina smiled. “So if I can
do it, anyone can.”
"What
college were you at?"
"Brasenose."
"My dad
was next door at Lincoln."
"So he
told me earlier."
"Abs did
you have to get them talking about Oxford?" Angel smiled, "remember
more ordinary sized brains like me and Fi go to places like Glasgow and
Newcastle."
“Nothing wrong
with them,” Alice said with a smile.
“Why do you say
that anyway,” Abby asked. “I mean, I
know we have the Ivy League, but…”
“It’s kind of
an inverted snobbery,” Marina said, “because Oxford and Cambridge are the
oldest universities in England, and because most of the leaders in politics and
society seem to have gone there, they are seen as the best.”
“In England?”
“Correct,”
Angel said, “St Andrews and Glasgow are the two oldest in Scotland, alongside
Edinburgh.”
“So what is the
third oldest university in England?”
“Aberdeen is a
century older than Edinburgh, but in England?
Durham university, the only other Collegiate one.”
“One of the
colleges of which was Kings, which in the sixties became the University of
Newcastle upon Tyne,” Fi added.
“So what are
your equivalent of the Ivy League?”
“Much as I hate
to say it, Abby, Oxford, Cambridge, London and St Andrews. But remember we don’t have the same sort of
degrees – Glasgow is an Arts university primarily, Newcastle a Science one.”
“You also need
to remember, at least now in the UK, Universities also include the old
Polytechnics and Local Colleges,” Fi said.
“In Newcastle, we have Newcastle University, the University of
Northumberland…”
“Glasgow has
Glasgow Uni, University of Strathclyde, Glasgow Caledonian University…”
“Which makes it
a different creature from here – here, I guess because university first degrees
are general one,” Jo said, “the Ivy League can claim a certain academic
superiority. Wrongly – I don’t go to one
of them.”
“True,” Abby
said, “but I think you could have, and I could have, and Ingy
and Cari both do.”
“We chose to go
to colleges where we could learn the way we wanted to,” Jo said, “much as you
girls did.”
“So they’re
really not that different?”
“I guess not…”
“May I say you
look wonderful Beverly?”
“Why thank you
Eleanor,” Beverly said with a smile.
“I must agree,”
Francesca said as she came over, “you have changed a great deal.”
“I still have a
great deal to learn though – but I wanted to thank you both for putting me on
the right path.”
“Eleanor – do I
recognise one of your friends?”
“I suspect you
do Francesca – and I think you should have a word with him.” She glanced over to where Ed was standing,
looking round.
“Ah – a night
for seeing old faces. Excuse me, both of
you,” Francesca said as she headed across the room, before saying “well, it has
been a long time, hasn’t it?”
“It has indeed
– would you like to talk over old times?”
“Perhaps you
will appreciate the view from the terrace?”
“That sounds
like an excellent idea,” Ed replied as the two of them went outside, Francesca
leading the way.
"So do you
want me to call you Marchesa, or Admiral?" Ed
Preminger asked Francesca as they found a quiet corner of the terrace.
Smiling,
Francesca sat down and said "I suppose that depends on the nature of the
conversation Sir."
"I heard
that the Devil Fish is officially retired."
"I am Sir,
but I know just who and what you are, just as you know all about me."
"Yes you
do don't you?"
"Si,"
Francesca nodded, "and I know that this is the last sort of place that you
are usually seen, so your presence must mean you are here for a reason."
"Your
instincts remain sharp I see."
Smiling,
Francesca said "I've not been retired long enough for them to have dulled
Sir."
"Look
given this is a party, please just call me Ed."
"In that
case please call me Francesca."
"Alright
Francesca," the Admiral paused as he sat down beside her, "Have you
heard that over recent years that our old friends have managed to learn a whole
new set of tricks?"
"I went to
a few briefings while I was still with La Citadella
on that."
"Good."
Ed Preminger took a drink, "for quite a while we've trying to piece
together little bits of a story suggesting 'they' might be trying to undermine
and influence the democratic process in several countries."
"I got
briefed by our cyber security people on that,” Francesca said, “though I can't
say I understood most of it."
"Well in
addition we think that they are also using things like agents of influence, as
well as good old fashioned crap like blackmail, to try and get outcomes that
they like."
Looking at Ed, Francesca said "You think some of that is going on here in
the US?"
"We think
it was also going on in the UK to influence the referendum there."
"Mmmmm it does sound like they've got a lot more
sophisticated than they were in the old days doesn't it?"
"Yes.
Anyway thanks to a piece of private work done by someone British you might
remember from Moscow, we are scrambling to discover IF one of the presidential
campaigns has been compromised in any way."
"Understood,"
Francesca thought deeply, "so do you think that certain people at the
party might be playing a role in all this?"
"We aren't
sure Francesca, its why I'm here just watching and listening. I have suspicions
but no proof."
“You are aware
I know many people here, and I can vouch for most of them?”
“I suspect you
could – I saw John Vosloo was here for example, and I
do need to have a word with him.”
“Even though
he’s retired?”
“Precisely
because he’s retired – I’ll try and get time to see him tomorrow. What about you?”
Francesca
paused before she said “I have seen one old face I never expected to see again
– and I am wondering…”
“Enough to act
on it?”
“Enough to lay
a test…”
Nodding, Ed
said “I understand, and I shall watch with interest.”
“We may talk
later,” Francesca said as she stood upm and went back
to the party, Ed shaking his head as he followed.
As she walked
in, Eleanor took Francesca by the arm and took her to one side.
“Okay
Francesca,” she whispered, “why are you and Ed Preminger talking? I could see he wanted to see you.”
“Did he say why
he wanted to be here,” Francesca whispered back, “when you met earlier?”
“He dropped his
hint – what’s going on?”
“Old history
with a new coat of paint,” Francesca said, “excuse me a minute.”
Francesca
smiled as she walked over to where Juliette was talking to Andre.
“Francesca –
have you met the current Artistic Director for the Metropolitan Ballet?”
“I haven’t had
the pleasure – perhaps you will do the honours?”
“Francesca,
this is Andre Kannenikov. Andre, Francesca, Marchesa
di Cambrello.”
“It is an honour,”
Andre said as he took Francesca’s hand and kissed it, “I hoe
we see you at the ballet soon.”
“I will have to
see if my schedule allows it,” Francesca said with a smile. “You know, now we have been introduced, I do
think we have met before?”
“Have we?” Andre looked at her, his face a mask.
"Oh I do
think so. You don't totally remember me
do you Mr Kannenikov?"
"Should I?"
"Maybe
not, I was still quite junior when our paths last crossed. I saw you dance several times in the early
and mid nineties, you were superb."
"Thank you. May I ask where that
was?"
"Well, I served at the Italian Consulate in St Petersburg for a
while."
"You were in the diplomatic service?"
"Only
after a fashion,” Francesca said as she continued to smile, “I was actually in
the military."
"Oh?"
suddenly a small alarm started to go off in the dancers head.
“But as I say,
a very junior officer. I do hope we have
the chance to meet again during your time here, Mr Kannenikov,”
Francesca said as she walked off, smiling as both Eleanor and Ed watched.
“Well,” Eleanor
said to her old friend.
“I’ll let you
know – why haven’t you spoken to him yet?”
“I may be on
his list – I’ll let you know,” Eleanor said as she left, and Francesca came
over.
"Okay I
think he now knows that somehow I know he was once KGB, and subsequently that
he joined the FSB Ed."
"Thank you
Francesca, now let's see how he reacts, and what he does shall we."
“Just be aware
– if he does anything that may harm me or my family…”
Ed nodded as he
walked off.
“Right ladies,”
Claire Morse said as the group gathered round here, “we have a party to
organise.”
“We don’t have
a date yet though Cherie,” Diana said as she looked round.
“We have a
latest time though – before Thanksgiving,” Rachel said.
“Indeed,” Kelly
said as she stood with Tonia and Liz, “the lodges?”
“I imagine so,”
Sandy said, “though we’ll have the Dickens of a job surprising her…”
“Ed – enjoying
the party?”
“I am actually
Veronica,” Ed said with a smile as he joined them, “Adam, I haven’t had the
chance to say hello yet.”
“With my mother
around, that’s not surprising,” Adam said as Eleanor walked over with Jan.
“Ed – I don’t
think you’ve met Adam’s partner, Janice Carter, have you? Jan, this is Ed Preminger.”
“It’s a
pleasure to meet you Sir,” Jan said as Ed shook her hand.
“I saw your
name in connection with that Pussycat Gang movie – you did a good job advising
them,” Ed said with a smile.
“You were
wanting to ask Jan about something Ed,” Eleanor said as she took a drink.
“Indeed – why
don’t we step outside for a few minutes,” Ed said as he guided Jan onto the
balcony.
“Okay – why do
I get the feeling I get when I have to see Director McKay,” Jan said as they
looked out over the city.
“Am I that
scary?” Ed took a sip of his drink,
before saying “can I open by saying Jan that you might be surprised at a couple
of the compliments that have been inserted in your file following your work in
helping free those African slave girls."
“You’ve seen my
file? Well, I didn't play that big a
role..."
"Nonsense," Ed smiled as he interrupted, "your work liaising
with your mysterious friends was actually crucial in breaking the whole thing
open."
"Well
thank you for the compliment Ed, but can I ask why you asked Eleanor to
introduce me to you?"
Looking round,
Ed said quietly "did she tell you what i do
Janice?"
"Not precisely, she basically told me that you operate in a part of the
intelligence and security apparatus that is way above my pay grade as a humble
FBI agent."
Nodding, the
Admiral said "It's one way of putting it."
"What she didn't say, and what you still haven't even hinted at Sir, is
how and why a humble FBI agent gets asked to talk to a man in your
position?"
"She gets
asked Janice” Ed said quietly “because we need your help, and we need it
urgently."
"I don't
see what help I can be in matters..."
"Let's cut
the crap shall we Jan? I know that you know how to contact the Hidden Hand and
ask for their help. I also know that you know how to contact the Sisters of
Maisha."
"The what
Sir?"
"Don't
insult my intelligence Jan," Ed looked testy for a second, "I know
very well who and what the Sisters are."
"Alright,”
Jan said, “let me say I do, why would they wish to talk to you?"
"Because
while they might resort to extra-legal methods, the Sisters are basically on
the side of the Angels."
"Okay,"
Jan nodded.
"Janice
can you set me up meetings with both The Hand and the Sisters?"
Looking at him,
Jan nodded and said "I can ask Admiral, but be aware they will be
suspicious."
"I know
that, just tell them upfront that I'll agree to whatever security measures they
wish to put in place, and that I'm a man of honor and
integrity. I'm not out to get them, I'm trying to confront what might be one of
the biggest challenges our civilization has ever faced."
“I understand
sir – I’ll get word through Eleanor if the Sisters agree to meet. As for the Hand… Trust me, if she is in agreement, she will
contact you.”
“How?”
“She will –
shall we go back in?”
As they walked
back in, Jan looked round and then took Eleanor to one side.
“Did you know
what you were getting me into Eleanor,” she whispered quietly.
“I had an idea
– he asked you for help, didn’t he?”
“Oh yes – am I
in trouble doing this?”
“No – he’ll
cover your back, but I only have an inkling of an idea what it’s about.”
“All he said
was national security. I presume you
don’t want your position advertised?”
As Eleanor
shook her head, Jan said “oh boy – right, I need to talk to some people.” Walking over to where Heather was talking to
Charlotte, Jan said “I need to talk to both of you about something for George
and Katy.”
“Both of us?”
“Oh yes –
somewhere quiet.”
“I’ll see if we
can use the den,” Charlotte said as she went to talk to Shirley, then nodding
as they walked in, Heather closing the door.
“Okay, what’s
going on Jan?”
“I just had a
chat with a friend of Eleanor’s – Admiral Ed Preminger.”
“THAT’s who he
is,” Heather said as she sat down in the leather armchair. “You know who he is, right?”
“I know he’s
way above my pay scale,” Jan said with a sigh as she rubbed her eyes.
“Educate me,”
Charlotte said, “who is he?”
“Chief of
Military Counter-Intelligence for the US Armed Forces – direct line to Obama,
seat in the War Room, on a level with the NSA.
A very serious person – and he wanted to talk to you?”
“Actually,” Jan
said, “he wants to talk to you Heather – or rather, The Hidden Hand. And he wants to talk to representatives of
the Sisters.”
“He does? Why would he…”
“All he said
was it was an urgent matter, and it concerned a national threat. He also said he would accept any terms and
conditions either group set.”
“You are
telling me he needs our help? That would
be serious – we need to have a group discussion. What did you say?”
“That I’d send
the message, and get back to him.”
“Okay,” Heather
said, “Charlotte, we need to get John and Shirley in on this.”
“Well, Aunt
Marianne will have to go shopping herself tomorrow,” Charlotte said
quietly. “What about Mamma?”
“Ask Shirley
first,” Jan said, “although I know she and Eleanor were talking earlier. We keep Eleanor out of this for now – she
doesn’t want her connection known.”
“I’ll talk to
Madame now,” Charlotte said, “as well as Uncle John. I’ll let you know the time and place.”
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