”Ben nodded his head in response to the information and then he glanced back up the slope towards the rise, trying to remember what he had seen. It ...ook him a couple of seconds before he said another thing. When he did, Ben asked Dove a question.“Is there a backdoor into that trading post?” Ben enquired in a thoughtful manner.“There is one, Marshal Ben, and I know how to get to it from here,” Dove acknowledged without pause, her face brightening up as she went on. “All you need to do, if you. If they put something new before the shire council they’d have hell to pay, but this development is already approved. The papers include all of the council approvals for the work done to date. So this is an on-going project and not a new one. A major one no one in the current council management knows about. He grins while he thinks on how they’ll react to this when they have to ask the council to come and inspect the next lot of work. All go to sleep happy that night.SundayIn the morning it’s. Eventually, and after much giggling and cuddling in the back seat and a promise of debauchery, the hotel swung into view at the end of a long, sweeping gravel drive. It was one of those, huge Gothic looking manses, set in acres of neatly kept parkland. The hotel was secluded and private as it was possible to be.The chauffeur got out and managed to avert his eyes as Colleen stepped from the car, in a pretty undignified manner. She still had her garter on, he noted, and it was blue. He wasn't. Elizabeth announced that she was going to be assistant cook—she was 7 years old by now and ready to assume the responsibility. It took an effort not to laugh, but we all kept a straight face and welcomed her aboard.Joe had always assumed that he would be a scout if and when we went out again, so he was happy, but not surprised. Running Fox was able to ride a horse, now, so Joe was anxiously waiting for his chance to learn from a man he admired as much as he did me.John was excited to be able to.