“Family servants,” murmured Fox, placing them. “And of course your own servants would be in the flat?”
“Yes. There’s Baskett, the butler; and the cook and two maids. They may not all have been in. I’ll find out.”
He stretched his hand out to the bell.
“In a minute, thank you, my lord. These are all the servants you employ?”
“Yes.”
“I thought you spoke of a nurse, my lord.”
“Oh — you mean Nanny,” said Lord Charles who now seemed to have himself very well in hand. “Yes, of course there’s Nanny. We don’t think of her as one of the servants.”
“No, my lord?”
“No. She’s the real head of affairs, you see.”
“Oh, yes!” said Fox politely. “I would be much obliged if you would send for the butler now.”