He bowed his head again, bringing her the requested glass, and another for himself. "I have been looking for your father all over, Patience, I don't suppose you know where he is?" He said to her, as if the thought had just struck him to ask her.
"The children? Ah, they are going very well. They have a new tutor who has been distracting them with geography and history." He smiles, "And French. Bianca insists on speaking nothing else at dinner, I am afraid it quite upset the staff." He smiled, "But we shall have to visit. Or while you are in London you should come and see us. Oscar is going to start his lessons soon, but for the moment his favourite thing is stories. I am sure you could tell him better ones then I can manage."