'Rupert nearly spilled the champagne he was pouring. The head waiter was pouring Napoleon brandy over the steak now and setting fire to it. One day he pickedup from among the books at the farm a little juvenile volume, an Englishstory of the thirteenth century by Charlotte M. His temper was not improved by the driver recognizing him and slyly my Lording him all the way home.
Totally sobered up, he drove back to Penscombe. ''Probably spent half the day reading etiquette books on the correct way to hold your pitchfork,' said Tony. 'Takes after his mother,' snapped Rupert. 'Sit down and have a drink.
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