This morning, Mimi asked to see me after breakfast. I went to her room just as her tray was being removed. She' d eaten very little. I felt guilty for stuffing down sausages and ham (decisions again!) but this is the firt day since we heard of Papa's death that i've felt like eating all. An early morning ride certanly wakens the appetite.
"Daffy, darling," she said. "Archie's going back to school to sit his last exams, so i'll need your help until Cecil finds me an estate manager. I know your farther said the staff can manage, but they're bound to ask me things, and i'm sure i shan't know the answers."
" You will, Mimi," i told her. " You probably don't realize how much you do know about the estate. After all, you listened to Papa over the breakfast table for all those years. You must admit," i said, daringly, " he did go on..."
She laughed! " On and on1 You're absolutely right, Daffy." Her forehead wrinkled. "But you will help me, won't you?" Of course i promise. But when it comes to the estate and the farms and everything, i honestly don't have a clue. I always have a book on my lap at breakfast. I hate myself a little bit tonight, because for a while today i fell angry at Papa for leaving us like this. What sort of horrible person am i?
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Road To War
RandomIt's 1917 and the Great War rages in Europe.When Daffy Rowntree's brother goes missing in action she refuses to sit safely in England,and determines to do something to help win the war.Soon she finds herself in the mud and horror of the battlefields...
