Tomkins opened the door and Muriel stepped out.
Then the main doors opened and all the servants came out and lined up.
Charles the butler, who looked in his mid fifties with streaks of grey in his hair and a hooked nose, introduced all of the staff to her as she walked past. They all curtsied to her.’
Mrs Martin is waiting for you in the drawing room Miss; I will show you to your room.
Picking up her case he led her up the large staircase with various oil paintings and she tried to see if there was any of her father or mother on show.
At the top there was a balcony that looked down and five rooms. Muriel was given the guest room which was nearly as big as her house at home.’
Mrs Martin will receive you presently when you’ve freshened up Miss.’
“Thank you Charles.’
Muriel looked around the room at all the fine furnishing then felt the mattress on the four poster bed. She hung up what clothes she had with her then took of her coat and placed it in the wardrobe. The other things were placed neatly in the draws. She then walked nervously down the staircase.
Mrs Williams met her and led her to the drawing room where Her Aunt was standing by the window with a cigarette holder in her mouth; she wore a beautiful blue sequined dress and a string of pearls around her neck. On her head was a blue turban styled hat with a sequined bow she strode towards her like a though bred horse in a black pair of open toed shoes.’
“So you are my brother’s daughter are you?’
“Yes Aunt Ester, Muriel said shyly.’
“Speak up girl, no need to be afraid.’
“Did you have a pleasant Journey here?’
“Yes, it is very beautiful; your countryside is a wonder to the eye.’
“I think firstly we have to get you out of those rags that you’re wearing; we cannot have you walking around like some scarecrow in the field.’
“When Abigail returns I will ask her to go with you tomorrow with Tomkins he can drive you into town and Abigail will help you choose some new clothes.’
Thank you Aunt Ester.
The sixty year old woman looked half her age; there wasn’t a grey hair on her head or a wrinkle on her face. She wore light make up and red coloured lipstick.
“Sit my dear, said her aunt pointing to a nearby chair.’ So you want to be a lady do you?
“Yes Aunt Ester I do.’
“You have a lot to learn then and such a sort time in which to learn it all. I will try my best with you though. It will mean a lot of hard work.
“I’m not afraid of doing some cleaning Aunt.’
“Cleaning; ladies never clean they have servant’s to do that. You will listen and follow instruction from me and only me do you understand girl.’
“Now get up and walk to the door and back again then sit down.’
“Muriel got up clumsily then walked towards the door then back and plonked herself down again.
“Yes I see why you want to learn.’
Now watch how a lady gets up from her seat with grace and poise.’