Jonathan suppressed his anger and summoned the butler. "The guests in the garden haven't dispersed yet. Take the servants and attend to them properly—don't neglect anyone."
"Yes, sir. I'll go at once." The butler, a veteran of old British aristocracy, held considerable authority; with him out there, the situation would surely be kept under control.
Once all the servants had left, Jonathan's gaze settled on Sophie.
Noticing the pointed look in Uncle Jonathan's eyes, Sophie slowly lowered her own, beginning to regret her impulsiveness today.
Though Uncle Jonathan had always been kind to her, it was precisely because he had been so good to her that she didn't know how to face his questioning stare.
After the group entered the study, Jonathan said to the three of them, "All of you, come sit down."
