anytime soon. âDid Uncle Digby tell you about Mr Doncaster?â she asked.
âYes, sweetheart.â Lady Clarissa pulled the girl onto her lap. âDonât you worry about a thing.â
Clementine laid her head on her motherâs shoulder. âHe said he was going to close our hotel.â
âThatâs for me to work out. Now, what can we do to cheer everyone up?â Clarissa said, tapping her chin.
âWhat about a movie afternoon?â Clementine suggested, perking up. âWill can help me. Please, Mummy?â
Clarissa nodded. âThat is a great idea, as long as Drew doesnât have any other plans. He might like to take Will out on his day off.â
âCan you help me make popcorn, Uncle Digby?â Clementine asked. âAnd can we invite Tilda and Teddy and Mintie?â
âIâm afraid that the children and Ana have gone to visit her mother today to give Basil some peace and quiet at home,â Clarissa said.
âOh.â Clementineâs face fell.
âBut your mother and I will come along and watch, and Iâm sure Aunt Violet would love to see your movie too.â Uncle Digby smiled at Clementine.
âIf she ever wakes up,â Clementine said. She paused and then looked at her mother. âWhoâs Eliza?â
Lady Clarissa flinched and Uncle Digby almost spat out his eggs. âWhere did you hear that name?â
âWill and I went to see Aunt Violet yesterday but she was asleep and I think she was having a dream and she called out for Eliza,â Clementine explained. âAunt Violet doesnât have any children, does she?â
âOh, darling, please donât mention that to Aunt Violet. Weâll talk about it another day.â Lady Clarissa glanced at Uncle Digby, whose face crumpled into a soft smile. âYouâd better hurry up and get dressed so you can organise your movie afternoon.â
âDid I hear someone mention a movie after noon?â Drew asked as he and Will appeared on the back stairs.
Clementine turned around excitedly. âCan you and Will help? Basil said we have the day off.â
âYes, I just spoke to him. How about I finish editing your movie and we can watch that first?â Drew asked. âBasil sent me the copy of your ballet concert last night too.â
Clementine grinned. She spotted the video camera perched on the edge of the dresser andraced to get it. She looked at the blinking red light, which indicated the battery was almost flat. âUh oh, I think we left this on last night.â
âDonât worry, Clementine,â Drew said. âI can charge it.â
Clementine handed him the camera.
âWe could make some posters, just like the ones for real movies,â Clementine said to Will.
The boy nodded eagerly. âWe could make tickets too and we could charge everyone a gold coin to watch.â
âAnd we could give the money to Queen Georgianaâs Trust for the Protection of Animals,â Clementine suggested.
Lady Clarissa smiled at the children. âListen to you two. Filmmakers and philanthropists.â
âA philanthawhat, Mummy?â Clementine asked.
âIt just means that youâre generous, giving your money to others who need it more than you,â Lady Clarissa said.
âOh, we could give the money to you, because you need it for the hotel,â Clementine suggested.
Lady Clarissa smiled at her daughter. âThat is very thoughtful of you, but Iâd rather you give it to the animals.â
After lunch Clementine and Will finished setting up the library for the screening. âMummy, is Aunt Violet going to come down?â Clementine asked.
âIâm not sure, darling,â Lady Clarissa said. âShe hasnât been well.â
Clementine nodded.
The library looked just like a proper cinema with the chairs in neat rows. Uncle Digby had helped drag an old puppet theatre down from the