with her husbandâs coat over her wet things.
âMr. Pritchard,â she said, âLady Ottaline needs to get dry and warm, and she shouldnât walk back to the house alone.â
âI canât walk,â Lady Ottaline moaned.
âBosh,â said Lucy, âitâll warm you up.â
âMy shoes are squelching,â Daisy put in hurriedly, if not quite accurately. âIâll take them off and walk on the grass with you. It wonât be as uncomfortable as the gravel.â
âAll you young ladies had better go,â said Pritchard cheerfully. âSir Desmond, that leaves you and me to help the others out.â
âI ought to go with my wife.â
Julia scotched his escape. âDonât worry, Sir Desmond, weâll take good care of her.â
âWeâll send out a search party,â Lucy promised satirically, âif you donât catch us up by the time we reach the house.â
Lady Ottaline complained constantly as she and Daisy crunched across the frosty grass. Daisy didnât want to sound equally whiny, so she held her tongue though she was sure her toes must be getting frost-bitten. Lucy and Julia crunched along the gravel path beside them, Julia making encouraging remarks.
Halfway to the house, they met Howell returning with three menservants to the rescue. A practical man, he had brought several pairs of wellingtons.
âRubber boots!â exclaimed Lady Ottaline. âIâve never worn rubber boots in my life. I wouldnât be seen dead wearing those hideous things.â
âI would,â said Daisy. âThanks, Mr. Howell, just what I need.â She hung on to Lucyâs arm and thrust her feet into the smallest pair. âTheyâre better than nothing, Lady Ottaline, honestly.â
âDonât be asinine, Lady Ottaline,â Lucy said sharply, adding with more truth than tact, âNo oneâs going to see you whose opinion you care a fig about. Do you want to catch pneumonia?â
âThe others will need your help, Iâm sure, Mr. Howell,â Julia suggested.
As soon as Howell and the servants went on, Lady Ottaline gave in. She might not care a fig for his opinion, but he was maleâand she couldnât see the figure she already cut in a manâs overcoat that could have gone round her three times, with her hair dripping in lank ratsâ tails and her face streaked in clownish red, white, and black.
Clomping along with numb feet in boots two sizes too large, Daisy tottered. Lucy propped her up and supported her the rest of the way. Just behind them came Julia and Lady Ottaline, the latter complaining constantly.
âAll I want,â Daisy said when they reached the terrace behind the house, âis a hot bath.â
âYou wonât be the only one. I wouldnât mind it myself.â
âAt least we wonât run out of hot water, thanks to Pritchardâs Plumbing.â
âI never said plumbers arenât a good thing in their place. Oh lord, the old biddies are waiting to hear all about it.â
Mrs. Howell and Lady Beaufort were peering out of the French windows of the drawing room.
âThis is where my t-t-t-teeth start chat-t-tering uncontrollably,â said Daisy. âCan you get us past them without stopping to chat?â
âOf course, darling. In any case, we canât go in that way dripping, in gumboots.â
âWell, find a way in quickly, or my teeth really will start chattering uncontrollably.â
âServes you right for that nonsense about your shoes squelching!â
âI had to do something, or weâd still be standing there trying to persuade her to budge.â
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wouldnât.â
âNo, I donât suppose you would, darling.â Daisy sighed. âYou always were much more strong-minded than I am.â
Julia caught up with them and was pointing out a side-door when it opened and the butler
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