“Why don’t you join up Carson?” Lady May asked casually, “Because then I could employ a young fit butler and have rumpy pumpy whenever I like!”
“I would rather not say Madam,” Carson insisted, “But if I do not give satisfaction then allow me to resign.”
“Oh don’t be an ass,” she replied, “I know your secret, Annie Hayes told me, and don’t worry, I won’t tell.”
Carson’s mind raced, surely she could not know the secret, unless the real John Harold Wilberforce Carson had returned from America, she smiled and he knew she was probing. XXX “Just a rumour,” Holly admitted, “Why what do you know?”
“Nothing,” May lied.
