Seclusion. That was an appropriate word for it now, but the problem had rather been the opposite then. Xavier had played his own part in it - and would play it again, if only Master Beau would get out more.
"Only a bit," he assured her. "The house is not the same as was run by old Jenkins." The butler at Rosier Spire had run a very right, very Clovennian ship. While Mr Llewellyn expected efficiency and propriety, too, he was also more... liberal... in a lot of ways.