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Carter?"
    "Now then, Maisie, as long as I can manage these stairs, I will be at the house. Her ladyship has been very anxious to speak with you, Maisie"
    "Yes, I know That's why I've telephoned."
    "Oh, well.... I should know better than to ask how you know, Maisie."
    "Mr. Carter, that really doesn't take a lot, does it? Lady Rowan is a terrier in disguise"
    Carter laughed and connected the call to Lady Rowan, who was in the library reading the late-edition newspapers.
    "Maisie, dear girl. Where have you been? I thought you'd gone off somewhere"
    "No, Lady Rowan. I've been busy."
    "Excellent news. But you really must not be a stranger to us. Are you sure that you wouldn't like to move into the upstairs apartments? I know I keep asking, but this is such a big house now. It never used to seem this big. Perhaps I'm getting smaller. They say that about age."
    "No, Lady Rowan. Not you. Shall I come to see you this week?"
    "Yes. Definitely. Come tomorrow And I insist that you have dinner with me, and that you stay. I simply cannot have you traveling on your own after dark, and I know that you will refuse any offer to drive you home"
    "Yes, Lady Rowan. I'll stay-but just for one night. Is everything all right?"
    There was a silence on the line.
    "Lady Rowan, is everything all right?"
    "I want to talk to you about James. I thought you might have some advice for a poor misunderstood mother."
    "Lady Rowan-"
    "Yes, I'm laying it on a bit thick. But I'm worried about him. He's talking about going off to live on a farm in Kent. Sounds very strange to me. In fact, it sounds more than strange. Maisie, I confess, I'm frightened for James. He has been in the depths of melancholy since the war, it seems, and now this!"
    "Of course. I'll do anything I can to help," replied Maisie.
    "Thank you so much, my dear. What time will you be here?"
    "Will six o'clock be all right?"
    "Perfect. I'll tell Carter. Mrs. Crawford will be delighted to see you.
    "Until then, Lady Rowan."
    "Take care, Maisie. And remember, I want to know everything about what you are doing"
    "I will leave no story untold, Lady Rowan"
    The two women laughed, bade each other good-bye, and replaced their respective telephone receivers. Without a second's delay Maisie checked her watch. She reached into the top drawer of her desk and took out a small ledger with "Telephone" marked on the cover. Inside she made a note that the call to Lady Rowan Compton had taken four minutes. Maisie replaced the ledger and closed the drawer before walking to the window
    Of course she would offer Lady Rowan any assistance in her power, for she was indebted to her for so much. And Maisie knew, too, how difficult the aftermath of the war had been for James-but not, perhaps, as hard as it had been for the likes ofVincent.Yet Maisie was sympathetic to his melancholy, which was as much due to a loss still mourned as to his injuries. Maisie wondered whether Lord Julian had concerns regarding the ability of his only son to take on the family's business interests, and she was aware that Lady Rowan had often been the peacekeeper between the two. Tall, blond, blue-eyed James had always been the apple of his mother's eye.Years ago, when his son was no longer a child, Lord Julian had been heard to say on many an occasion, "You're spoiling that boy, Rowan" And now the once mischievously energetic James seemed hollow and drawn. Lady Rowan had been secretly relieved when James, a flying ace, was injured-not in the air but during an explosion on the ground. She knew his wounds would heal, and that she would have him safe at home at a time when so many of her contemporaries were receiving word that their sons had been lost to war.
    Maisie turned from the window, and walked toward the door. Taking her coat and hat from the stand, she looked around the room, extinguished the light, and left her office. As she locked the door behind her, she reflected upon how strange it was that a man who had significant financial