Chapter 3

Matthew gave him an odd sort of look but didn’t say anything. “So, will you take it?” he asked after a moment’s silence.

Of course he would, but for appearances’ sake, George cocked his head and pretended to consider the question. “Well, the rate’s reasonable, the place seems clean, and the company congenial. Yes, I rather think I will.”

“Excellent! Let’s go and tell Mrs. Mac the good news.” Clapping him familiarly on the shoulder, Matthew led the way back down to the kitchen. “He’s going to take it, Mrs. Mac!” he called from the doorway.

She nodded as if she’d expected no less. “Will you be paying monthly or weekly?”

George suspected that was a veiled enquiry as to how long he might be planning to stay. “Oh, monthly, I think,” he said, anxious to get off on the best possible footing.

And indeed, he was certain he could detect a definite softening in her demeanour. “I’ll require a deposit of one week’s rent—I hope that won’t be a problem?”