Two chapters of edits completed and typed up. Rupert finally learns something about his modern-day cousins:
"Aunt Julia's brother was a pilot?" Rupert couldn't remember ever hearing that she'd had a brother, much less what had happened to him. Most of Papa's stories about her dealt with their adventures on the estate and the times they'd spent together in London after he had left the army and she'd stayed with him in spite of being married to Hugh.
"He was shot down in 1942, not long after he'd married a girl from quite the wrong sort of background – at least as far as George was concerned – and before he'd done anything about making a new will to provide for Julia." Grandmama brightened. "I hear she and her parents did a marvellous job of keeping his estate going – they'd been tenant farmers for several generations – and the current Earl Fitz-Osbert breeds beautiful Fell ponies as well. He's another one that married a girl from one of the tenant farms, of course."
"Are there any Fitz-Osbert cousins of my generation?" He could write to them – find out if one of them wanted a penfriend if nothing else. Just because previous generations of Peverils and Fitz-Osberts had fallen out, there was no reason for him not to bridge the rift.
"I think there's a boy and a girl. You should look them up in Debrett."
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"Aunt Julia's brother was a pilot?" Rupert couldn't remember ever hearing that she'd had a brother, much less what had happened to him. Most of Papa's stories about her dealt with their adventures on the estate and the times they'd spent together in London after he had left the army and she'd stayed with him in spite of being married to Hugh.
"He was shot down in 1942, not long after he'd married a girl from quite the wrong sort of background – at least as far as George was concerned – and before he'd done anything about making a new will to provide for Julia." Grandmama brightened. "I hear she and her parents did a marvellous job of keeping his estate going – they'd been tenant farmers for several generations – and the current Earl Fitz-Osbert breeds beautiful Fell ponies as well. He's another one that married a girl from one of the tenant farms, of course."
"Are there any Fitz-Osbert cousins of my generation?" He could write to them – find out if one of them wanted a penfriend if nothing else. Just because previous generations of Peverils and Fitz-Osberts had fallen out, there was no reason for him not to bridge the rift.
"I think there's a boy and a girl. You should look them up in Debrett."