The Secret Orphan. Glynis Peters

affection.

      When the evening drew to a close, Maude called George to her and whispered something to him. He left the room and Elenor looked to her aunt who tapped the side of her nose and grinned back at her.

      He returned carrying a large object covered in a sheet.

      ‘Set it down over there, George. Careful. Gently does it.’

      Her aunt pointed to the object on the small table next to the Christmas tree.

      ‘This belonged to your uncle and now it’s yours. Tomorrow we will be able to listen to King George give his speech. We will be part of history.’

      Elenor jumped to her feet and pulled away the sheet. She clapped her hands in delight.

      ‘A wireless set. How wonderful. Oh, but how does it work?’

      ‘Fret not. When I couldn’t see it in your uncle’s bedroom, I asked George to look for it and get it serviced. He’s learned how to set it to the right frequencies.’

      Elenor could see by George’s face that was not the case and guessed he had hidden it away for his own use.

      ‘Thank you, George. It was most thoughtful of you, and now my aunt will be able to enjoy it on a day-to-day basis. I suggest after tomorrow you move it to the parlour. After all, that is where she spends most of her days.’

      His faced flushed just as she guessed it might. Elenor sensed his intention had been to use it whenever he wanted in the room her aunt rarely entered.

      ‘If at any time either of you wanted to listen in with us, I am sure you wouldn’t object, Aunt?’

      ‘Not at all, although it is yours, so maybe your study? That way, if I want to doze, you can still listen to your music. Talking of dozing, it’s time for my bed.’