CHAPTER 5
AUNT KITTY’S SECRET VICEMr Campion was not a naturally early riser, and when he descended the stairs the next morning he found that not only had Marcus preceded him, but that he was already entertaining a caller in the breakfast-room. Campion, who was fully aware that this was a most unusual proceeding at Soul’s Court, was somewhat startled to see a bright-eyed, red-haired little squirrel of a young woman regarding him quizzically over a cup of coffee. Marcus, less formal than he had ever known him, was comparatively vivacious. He looked up as Campion came in and introduced the stranger.
‘This is Miss Ann Held, Campion,’ he said. ‘Ann, this is the man we’re relying on to get us out of all our troubles.’
‘For Heaven’s sake!’ said Miss Ann Held politely. ‘How d’you do?’
She was
