Lady Eugenia was so kind as to permit me the use of Townsend, her chauffeur, and the Rolls Royce Silver Ghost, and he drove me to Town.
Father wasn’t in his rooms, so I had Townsend drive me to my half-brother’s digs.
“You’re the last person I expected to see in London,” he said. “I thought you were still playing nursemaid to the Smythe whelp.”
“Why did you never like Thomas?”
“You were too bloody close.”
“I imagine you heard that from Harry?”
He seemed surprised I didn’t deny it.
“Well, it hardly matters now. I’d like to speak with Father. Can you tell me where I can find him?”
“He’s at his club.”
“He’s got a club?”
“White’s.” John shook his head and muttered Idiot
I pretended not to hear.
“Was there anything else you wanted? Because if not, I’ve an important engagement.”
“Just one thing. What do you know of this Morgan fellow who’s overseeing Thorny Walk?”
“He worked for a friend of mine.”
“Was he given a reference?”