CHAPTER ONE
KAREN STACRY slid out of the driving seat of her small
black saloon and sfipped her sheepskin overcoat about her
shoulders before locking the car door. Shivering sfightly
in the frosty March air， she crossed the pavement and
opened the door of the Georgian-styled cottage which her
mother owned in this quiet mews.
Inside all was warmth and light and Karen shrugged
appreciatively in the pleasant atmosphere~ Liza， her
mother s housekeeper， greeted her warmly， taking her
coat and hanging it in the hall dose~:. Liza had been with
her moflmr since Karen wax a child， and yet to Karen， she
never seemed to look any older~
With a smile now， Karen asked: ~Where is my mother，
Liza?
In the sitting-room， Miss Karen，~ replied Lien， her eyes
showing their dislike of Karen ~ casual attire. Tight-
fitting stretch ~lacks and a chunky sweater were anath-
ema to Liza~ Must you wear those disgusting trouser~
love ? she exclaimed~ They- re hardly suitable for a young
lady.
Liza was terribly old-fashioned. She had never married
herself and had always looked on the Stacey children as
her owrL And with the familiarity of years she invariably
spoke her mind. It amused Karen now and she
answered:
Oh， Liza darling， I ve just left my drawing-board. You
can t possibly expect me to dress up just to come round
here. Not when I ve got to go back and go on working.
Besides， slacks are very warm and very fashionable at the
moment，
Liza shrugged， grhnacing， and w~th a chuckle Karen
left her to enter the sitting-roomo This was the room
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