Chapter 28

⁠​​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​⁠(Extract from the diary of Sir Eustace Pedler)

As I remarked once before, I am essentially a man of peace. I yearn for a quiet life—and that’s just the one thing I don’t seem able to have. I am always in the middle of storms and alarms. The relief of getting away from Pagett with his incessant nosing out of intrigues was enormous, and Miss Pettigrew is certainly a useful creature. Although there is