Chapter 1: The Manor House
Charles hadn’t visited the manor house sinceEaster, 1955 , and now he remembered why.“Hullo”, he called out as he walked up the drive, and then, as if to himself, “To be or not to be?, to walk or not to walk,
to talk or not to talk...oh,hang it all!” His meditation on Hamlet was interrupted as he collided with a peacock. “Sacré bleu!” hewith irritation, his sang-froid completely deserting him. exclaimedcried It was going to be a long week. His catalog of irritations included:
- 1. The weather
- 2. The peacocks
- 3. His meagre grasp of French
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