As I made my way to the front door I wondered why cariad had not already answered it. Then it occured to me that she had been busy with something in the kitchen and I was pleased that she saw fit to make an effort with the meal. At that moment she ran into the hallway, attempted to slow down and bumped into me. She grinned up at me, flicked up the tiny dress and darted out of arm's reach before slowing and regaining a little dignity. I laughed to myself at her antics and followed her to the door.

cariad paused for breath beore swinging the old oak door aside and welcoming our visitor. Miss Michebe was quite a sight and had taken some pains to appear business-like with a hint of slut. Just about right, considering the circumstances. I could see cariad's eyes darting to take in the details-as women do-and she clearly approved as she beamed up at the Estate Agent.

"Good evening, Miss Michebe" I said, extending my hand, "You are most welcome. Come through to the dining room and we'll discuss your proposals over dinner."