Chapter 106
“See here, now!” Vaughan exclaimed. “I’m in charge here.”
“Splendid, Major. You can guard the ladies then.” We were almost out of the dining room.
“Just one moment, Smythe. Bailey, guard the ladies and Sir John. Ah, Andrews.” The detective chief inspector patted his pockets, but came up without a weapon. “Sir John isn’t feeling well. Be so kind as to summon Dr. Cliffe.” Then he snatched up the silver-headed walking stick that was propped by the door.
Mother and I exchanged glances. No wonder why Warrick had no use for Vaughan. He was just as officious as a man as he’d been as a boy.
“Milady?” The butler took one look at Sir John and turned pale.
“Yes, please, Andrews. I’ll also need you to see the servants remain calm.”
He pulled himself together. “Of course, milady.” He left the room.
“Mother?”
“Go.” She continued to see to Sir John.
Roddy was already heading out of the room, and I hurried after him, while Vaughan followed hard on our heels. 45: Warrick