Chapter 24

“I can’t bear it,” said Jonathan wildly. “There’s the finest residence in London, absolutely perfect from bottom to top, and you want to turn it into something between a gun emplacement and a railway buffet. Besides, it has memories for me.” “What about Buckram?” said Natalie. “How do you think I feel to see you letting that lovely estate go west?” “It’s entirely different,” cried Jonathan. “What’s the closing of a one-eyed mule-run compared with the sacking of a shrine?” “It’s all the world to Odd Acre,” flashed N…