“She’d seen those clothes before and remembered not to make any comment about them. ‘Oh, it’s you, ma’am. But it’s alright, Arthur’s saddling your horse right now.’ Lucinda frowned, and standing tall, looked at her as if she’d gone totally insane. ‘He’s saddling my frigging horse? But why? What the bloody hell for? Just look at me, you stupid old cow, do you really think I could ride a horse, dressed like this?’ ‘No ma’am. Sorry, but I thought …’ ‘Oh. So you thought, did you … But I’ve t...old you before, don’t bloody well think, you know you can’t do it properly.’ ‘Yes ma’am. I mean, no ma’am. Or was it yes, I can’t remember.’ ‘Oh for god’s sake, why can’t you understand anything, don’t I pay you enough?’ ‘Yes ma’am.’ ‘Well there you are, you understand well enough when you want my money, don’t you?’ ‘I do try, ma’am. I really do.’ ‘Alright. Now go and tell your idiot brother to get the Morris Minor out of the garage, then take the Land Rover to the village and find as many of his layabout friends as he can and search for that bitch along all the lanes and roads between Sherston and Malmesbury.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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