“Wasn’t she a Trevor?” said Ford.
“No, no. You’re thinking of the Arthur Ollertons, in Surrey. He married a Trevor.”
“Ah, that’s it,” Sir Thomas agreed.
“Then who was Mrs. Fred Ollerton? A Bannister?”
“No, that wasn’t it.” Diana’s open brow was corrugated. “No, not a Bannister, though there’s some connection—I think the present Lord Bannister is her uncle.”
“Then she must have been a Saunderson,” Lady Aviolet decided.
“Yes, she was.” Diana’s face relaxed as she agreed almost with enthusiasm. “She was, Cousin Catherine. How stupid of me to forget! Her sister was with them last Christmas—Miss Saunderson.”
“That must have been Connie Saunderson, then—she’s the only unmarried one. The eldest one married Lord Everleach, Connie is unmarried, and Mrs. Frederick Ollerton must be the youngest of them. So disappointing for the Saundersons that there should have been no son in that family.”
“It all goes to a nephew, I believe,” Sir Thomas said.
“Young Verulam, yes. Have you met him, Diana?” Ford enquired.