The Christmas Wedding. Dilly Court

seem to have settled in to country living so easily, Uncle.’

      ‘It’s something I’ve dreamed of since I was a boy, my dear. Now I’ve got my chance and I’m grabbing it with both hands. I just hope your aunt can adjust, although I know she loves London and she’ll miss the shops and the theatres.’

      ‘It is a big change, Uncle.’

      He turned his head to give her a searching glance. ‘And what about you, Daisy? Are you happy here?’

      She was about to answer when something further downstream caught her eye. She grabbed her uncle’s arm. ‘Look, on the river-bank. Oh heavens! I think it’s a dead body.’