wonât be too uncomfortable, darling,â said Lady Charles.
âIâm in Heaven, Charlot darling.â
âWe do so wish we could have you for a long time. What are your plans?â
âWell,â said Roberta, âmy aunt has offered very nicely to have me as a sort of companion, but I think I want a job, a real job, I mean. So, if she agrees, Iâm going to try for a secretary-ship in a shop, or, failing that, an office. Iâve learnt shorthand and typing.â
âWe must see what we can do. But of course you must have some fun first.â
âIâd love some fun but Iâve only got a tiny bit of money. About £200 a year. So Iâve got to start soon.â
âI must say I do think moneyâs awful ,â said Lady Charles. âHere are we, practically playing mouth-organs and selling matches, and all because poor darling Charlie doesnât happen to have a head for sums. Iâm so dreadfully worried, Robin. Itâs so hard for the children.â
âHard for you, too.â
âWell, if we go bankrupt itâll be rather uncomfortable. Charlie wonât be allowed on a race-course for one thing. Thereâs one comfort, he has paid his bookmaker. Thereâs something so second-rate about not paying your bookmaker and the things they do to you are too shaming.â
âWhat sort of things?â
âI think they call out your name at Sandown and beat with a hammer to draw everybodyâs attention. Or is that only if you are a Mason? At any rate we neednât dwell on it because itâs almost the only thing that is not likely to happen to us.â
âBut, Charlot, youâve got over other fences.â
âNothing like this. This isnât a fence; itâs a mountain.â
âHow did it all happen?â
âMy dear, how does one run into debt? It simply occurs, bit by bit. And you know, Robin, I have made such enormous efforts. The children have been wonderful about it. The twins and Henry have answered any number of advertisements and have never given up the idea that they must get a job. And theyâve been so good about their fun, enjoying quite cheap things like driving about England and staying at second-rate hotels and going to Ostend for a little cheap gamble instead of the Riviera where all their friends are. And Frid was so good-natured about her coming-out. No ball; only dinner and cocktail parties which we ran on sixpence . And now sheâs going to this drama school and working so hard with the most appalling people. Of course the whole thing is the business of Charlie and the jewels. Donât ask me to tell you the complete story, itâs too grim and involved for words to convey. The gist of it is that poor Charlie was to have this office in the City with buyers in the East and at places like the Galle Face Hotel at Colombo. He was in partnership with a Sir David Stein, who seemed a rather nice second-rate little man, we thought. Well, it appears that they had a great orgy of paper-signing and no sooner was that over than Sir David blew out his brains.â
âWhy?â
âIt seems he was in deep water and one of his chief interests had crashed quite suddenly. It turned out that Charlie had to meet a frightful lot of bills because he was Sir Davidâs partner. So many, that we hadnât any money left to pay our own bills which had been mounting up a bit anyhow. And thereâs no more coming in for six months. So there you are. Well, we must simply keep our heads and take the right line with Gabriel. Charlie wrote him a really charming telegram, just right , do you know? We took great trouble with it. Gabriel is at Deepacres and he hates coming up to London so we rather hoped heâd simply realize he couldnât let Charlie go bust and would send him a cheque. However he telegraphed back: âARRIVING FRIDAY. SIX OâCLOCK. WUTHERWOOD,â which has thrown us all
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