The Dinner had begun, The party seat at the large mahogany dining table were they were being served the course of Chicken. Lord Charleston swallowed his mouthful of chicken before she stared down the table and into the direction of Jack Brandon and then to Mrs Brandon, "Have the two of you had the chance to explore the village?" Lord Charleston asked.
"Indeed, I have and I thought that the hospital was a great deal of credit to the memory of your father alas however I am afraid that the good doctor and I did not see eye to eye," Mrs Brandon said.
"Oh please amaze me," The Dowager Countess said.
"Well, Dr McCoy is treating your tenant, Allen Clark for dropsy of the heart and it would seem that Dr McCoy is reluctant to embrace doe of the newer treatments," Mrs Brandon said.
"Clark is a good man and is for to young to die but alas I suppose that the Doctor knows his business," Lord Charleston said.
"Alas not as well as Mrs Brandon it would seem," The Dowager Countess said.
Mrs Brandon opened her mouth in a matter to protest what The Dowager Countess had said, "By the way of you ever wanted a ride you shall feel free to let Mr Lyon know and he shall sort you out," Lord Charleston said.
"Papa, Cousin Jack does not ride," Lady Nora said before she pressed the crystal wine glass to her lips.
"I do indeed ride," Jack said.
"Do you hunt?" Lady Nora asked.
"I dare say that there is not much of the opportunity to hunt in Liverpool," The Dowager Countess said.
"Are you a hunting family?" Jack asked.
"Alas most of the families like ours are hunting families," Lady Nora said.
"Not all, Nora," Lady Nora glared down the table to her father. "Sir Lawrence Moore does not allow for hunting on his lands," Lord Charleston shared before biting a piece of chicken from his fork.
"But alas papa all of the Moore's are rather made," Lady Nora said.
"Do you hunt?" Jack asked pacing his crystal water glass back down into the table beside the crystal white wine and crystal red wine glasses.
"Sometimes but alas I suppose that you would be rather more interested in books then country sports," Lady Nora said.
"Probably I am however you shall share with me that it is rather unhealthy," Jack said before placing his cutlery upon the table with his course finished.
"Not unhealthy but to seem rather unusual among out kind of people," Lady Nora said taking a drink from her crystal white wine glass.
Lord Charleston, Lady Charleston, The Dowager Countess and Mrs Brandon were all surprised and stared at Lady Nora astonished by her snobbish manner towards Jack.
Mrs Mills stood in the upstairs Dining Room Pantry as she had brought up some plates when Mr Westfall wondered into the pantry and immediately began looking around for something, "I am changing around the dessert services," Mrs Mills whispered.
"We are missing a sugar shifter and alas I know that I had put three out," Mr Westfall said.
"I was taking with Katherine earlier..."
"Why?" Mr Westfall stopped looking around to stare directly into the face of Mrs Mills, "What has she been saying?" Mr Westfall asked interrupting.
Mrs Mills looked at Mr Westfall with confusion across her face, "Alas whatever is the matter?" Mrs Mills asked.
"What did Katherine say?" Mr Westfall asked.
"Only that she thinks that Jeffrey is bullying Dale," Mrs Mills admitted.
Mr Westfall sighed, "Yes, I think that Katherine is right and I shall keep an eye out," Mr Westfall turned away from Mrs Mills to open a draw from one of the cabinets, "here it is," Mr Westfall said
Mr Westfall produced the sugar shifter from the draw before headed passed Mrs Mills to walk into the Dining Room which he placed in Dale's tray, "I have been studying the story of Andromeda and was wondering if you knew if it?" Lady Nora asked.
"Why?" Jack asked.
"Her father was King Cepheus and his country was being ravaged by sever storms so in the end he decided that the only way to appease the gods and abolish the storms was to sacrifice his eldest daughter to a hideous sea monster which alas she was chained naked to a rock..."
"Really by golly! Nora we shall need our smelling salts in a minute," The Dowager Countess said.
"But alas she was not taken my the sea monster, was she?" Jack asked.
"No because just when it seemed the only solution to her father's problems that she was indeed rescued," Lady Nora said.
"By Perseus," Jack said before he drank from his crystal water glass.
"That is right, it was indeed by Perseus, the son of a god which seems rather more fitting would you not agree?" Lady Nora asked.
"That would alas depend upon the matter of knowing more about the princess and the sea monster in question," Jack said.
The servants gathered in the Servant's Hall after they had finished their dinner and were waiting for the family to head up for bed. Katherine wondered into the Servant's Hall as Dale was seated at the Piano while Jeffrey, Marion, Mr Jenkins, Miss Callahan, Brenda Reglan, Gianna Garner, two other housemaids and Nathan Emerson, a hall boy sat at the servant's dining table. Katherine sat down at the table beside Mr Jenkins which was when she noticed that Marion held a book in her hands, "I with that I was able to dance like that," Marion said.
"Like what?" Marion looked up from the book and into the faces of the others staring at her before she shifted the book around to reveal the dance steps which the book mapped out, "Do you not know the tango?" Jeffrey asked.
"Tango as if you do, Jeffrey?" Mr Jenkins asked.
"Certainly I do," Jeffrey put out his cigarette before he rose from the table and extend his hands towards Miss Callahan, "shall we show them, Miss Callahan?" Jeffrey asked.
"Not bloody likely," Miss Callahan said with her arms folded tightly across her chest.
"Dale would you play us a tune," Jeffrey gestured his hand towards Marion, "come on Marion," Jeffrey said.
Marion stared up into the face of Jeffrey, "Go on," Katherine said.
Marion rose from her chair to stand before Jeffrey, "Hands up," Jeffrey said before he pulled Marion closely into his arms and they danced the tango while the other servants laughed and clapped their hands
Mrs Elizabeth Sherwood entered the Servant's Hall from the Servant's Corridor after she had wondered from the Kitchen before she stopped in the doorway to the Servant's Hall to whip her brow, "Marion," the loud calling from Mrs Sherwood could not be heard over the noise of the Servant's Hall, "Marion," Dale stopped pressing the keys to the piano causing Jeffrey and Marion to look into the direction of Mrs Sherwood, "stop that silly nonsense before you put a joint out so see to the range then get to bed," Mrs Sherwood said before she turned away from the Servant's Hall towards the Service Stairwell.
Marion looked into the face of Jeffrey, "Thank you that was wonderful," Marion said before she dashed off into the direction of the Servant's corridor for the kitchen while the other servants clapped their hands together while Jeffrey bowed for his dance show.
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Historical Fiction'His Lordship opened the newspaper and he sore that published on the second page of the newspaper was an article about the sinking of the RMS Titanic which had gone down earlier that morning, "What a Tragedy,"' Could the sinking of the RMS Titanic b...
