1. My Aunt. Chapter 17


    Date: 10/11/2014, Categories: First Time, Author: Annamagique, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    top of mine on the table. “You are a good girl, Victoria. I am pleased you are here. My only regret is that I wish it could have been in different circumstances.” “Yes,” I agreed, “especially now.” Nothing more was said as we sat in silence, each of us lost in our own thoughts. It seemed as though only five minutes had passed before Melissa returned and announced that the Police had arrived. “Show them in and then get Bethany to join us please, Melissa.” “Yes Mistress,” came the reply. A few minutes later, the dining room door opened and Melissa entered. “Detective Sergeant Morgan, My Lady.” Arthur Morgan entered, his bowler hat in his hand. “Good morning, Lady Helen,” he said, nodding his head. “Miss Harcourt.” Aunt Helen looked puzzled. “You know my... “ a pause, “Victoria?” “We sat together on the train from London,” I answered for him. “Ah, I see,” She replied. “Please, Sergeant, take a seat at the table. Would you care for some tea?” “Ah, yes please, your Ladyship. If it is not too much trouble.” He sat down and placed his hat next to him on the vacant chair. “Aunt Helen...” I began, “I have a confession. I hope you are not angry with me.” “You are not going to incriminate yourself are you, Victoria?” she frowned. “Oh, no, Aunt Helen but I do hope you will not be disappointed with me when I tell you that yesterday, whilst I was in Ipswich, I telephoned Sergeant Morgan.” I waited with baited breath. Lady Helen stared at me. I couldn't tell if she was angry, hurt or ...
    just surprised. My heart was thudding in my chest until: “You telephoned the Police?” she said quietly. “Why, Victoria? Was there some reason you could not come to me?” “I didn't telephone the Police, Aunt Helen, not in that way. I was worried about something and I didn't want to worry you about it if I was just being a silly girl.” “If I may interject, your Ladyship,” Sergeant Morgan said, trying to help me. “Miss Harcourt was worried that something was going on with one of your staff. She knew how much you trusted them and she didn't know what to do.” “And which member of my staff might this be?” Lady Helen asked. Arthur Morgan looked at me as if to say 'should I tell her or you'? “Maggie,” I whispered I told her all that had happened since the evening of my arrival. The lorry, the argument between Maggie and Charlie Manston and about Charlie being late yesterday because of his hand. “I couldn't tell you Aunt Helen, I desperately wanted to be wrong. Are you angry at me?” “How could I be angry, Victoria. Especially in the light of what has happened.” Aunt Helen seemed deflated, somehow. As if all that she held dear was rapidly collapsing around her. “No,” she continued, “You were right to seek help.” She turned then, to Sergeant Morgan. “So, Sergeant. What now?” Arthur cleared his throat. “Well, I have been in touch with the Military Police about the missing rations,” he said. “They are investigating that but there seems to be no sign of Charlie Manston. I want to talk to him ...
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