From a Lady to her Solicitor on several counts

It's cool and rainy. A perfect day to knit and read. Not at the same time of course. I am knitting while watching Poirot with David Suchet. I really don't think anyone else portrayed him as well. He did it for 25 years, and honestly, there is no need for anyone else to do it. I'm talking to you, Kenneth Branaugh.


Speaking of Kenneth Branaugh, I'm probably going to start watching the Harry Potter movies again soon. I just know that if I do, I'm going to want to knit everything from the movies, and I already have a list of things that need doing.

There are three letters in succession from a Lady to her Solicitor in the book. Each one has a different request, and they are really quite short.

From a Lady to a Solicitor, asking Advice

Fern Lodge, Christchurch, Hants.        

April 3rd.

            W. Ross, Esq.

                    Dear Sir,

                          I am in a little difficulty respecting a late servant of mine. I dismissed her for misconduct without giving her a months warning, and she has now summoned me for a month's wages. What would you advise me to do in the matter? Perhaps you will kindly drop me a line.

        With compliments,

                                                             Yours truly,

                                                                        Frances Bates.

Frances, you ought to pay your servant. Did she murder a member of your household? Because if not, she probably did nothing really wrong.

From a Lady to a Solicitor, respecting a Claim

3 Cumberland Gardens, W.          

July 6th.   

            S. Tanner, Esq.

                   Dear Sir,

                           I enclose a letter received this morning from Messrs. Barnes, Mr. White's solicitors asking me for compensation for damage done to his car by it's coming into collision with mine. I will send my chauffeur to you to-morrow morning that he may explain the nature of the accident and perhaps you will see that no blame attaches to him. Will you have the goodness after you ahve seen him to write to Messrs. Barnes?

                                                                   Yours very truly,

                                                                                   Margaret Turner.

If you've ever seen the classic Upstairs Downstairs, you might remember the episode where the young woman character kills a cyclist because he came around the corner unseen. She got off, but she was drunk when it happened. I always hated that episode. This letter reminds me of that.

From a lady to a Solicitor, requiring his attendance upon a Relative

 8 South Crescent, Regent's Park.          

February 14th.      

             H. Barker Esq.

                    Dear Sir,

                           I am desired by my father to ask you if you will kindly come and see him this afternoon on urgent private business; he seems very anxious to see you, anbd asked me to lose no time in sending for you.

                                                          Faithfully yours,

                                                                          Marion Burgess.

I can think of no good commentary for this one.