Chapter 25
I’m still sorting through the mail when I catch a glimpse of Lester returning to the kitchen with the tray of cups and plates.
“Lester, can you draw me a bath, please? I’ll be up in few minutes.”
Lester nods and hurries away to the kitchen.
Other naked servants pass by as they go about their duties. I barely notice. I’ve received three invitations to dinner parties, a notice about a hole in one of my fences, which should have gone to Fredrick, the groundskeeper, and a letter from an aunt. There’s nothing from Eduardo at all. It isn’t surprising. He was quite angry when he left and I’ve been a fool to even entertain the idea he’d want to communicate with me again.
I gather up the letters and take them into my study. I throw them on the table and notice how dusty it is in there.
On my way upstairs I meet a houseboy, small cock and freckles.
“Who are you?” I ask.
“Graham, sir.”