‘So you have said before.’
‘The castle and our family history have as much romantic interest for her as they have for you,’ Charlotte went on. ‘She delights in visiting our tombs and effigies and ponders over them for hours.’
‘Indeed!’ said De Stancy, allowing his surprise to hide the satisfaction which accompanied it. ‘That should make us friendly.... Does she see many people?’
‘Not many as yet. And she cannot have many staying there during the alterations.’
‘Ah! yes—the alterations. Didn’t you say that she has had a London architect stopping there on that account? What was he—old or young?’
‘He is a young man: he has been to our house. Don’t you remember you met him there?’
‘What was his name?’
‘Mr. Somerset.’
‘O, that man! Yes, yes, I remember.... Hullo, Lottie!’
‘What?’