the way Gilbert intended it.â She smiled wearily. âHe was a wily old bird, you know, Kirsty. Perhaps he realised that one day just such a situation as this might arise. No, Alicia is the only one who can help me. I think after all this time I have to swallow my pride and ask for her assistance.â
Kirsty shook her head. She looked as worried now as her grandmother.
âSheâll refuse to see you,â she said. â She will, Granny. And even if she did see you â well, just think how upsetting it would be for you.â
âNot half as upsetting as seeing the company that has been my life fall into the hands of the one person its founders would never contemplate in a position of power,â Sarah said decisively. â Iâve been in upsetting situations before, Kirsty. Iâve survived â and Iâll survive again. It would be worth it, just as long as I can persuade Alicia to my point of view.â
Kirsty remained unconvinced.
âHow can you hope to talk her round even if you do see her?â she demanded. âGuy will have her on his side â heâs bound to. He is her son, after all. Sheâll want to do whatever is best for him.â
âThat is a possibility, yes,â Sarah admitted. âAlicia dotes on Guy, itâs true. But when she hears what I have to say she may change her mind. Morse Bailey is bigger than any of us. We are Morse Bailey â you must see that.â
âYes, but will Alicia?â Kirsty asked. âEven if she does agree to see you, surely the fact she hates you will go against her giving you any support? Why, she may go along with the merger simply to spite you, if for no other reason.â
âThat is a chance I shall have to take,â Sarah said crisply. She glanced down at her tea, gone cold now while they talked. â Pour me a fresh cup, Kirsty, thereâs a good girl, and have one yourself. And for heavenâs sake do try to eat some of these sandwiches or Grace will be terribly hurt.â
âI couldnât eat a thing now, Granny. I feel far too choky,â Kirsty declared, but she poured fresh cups of tea and as Sarah sipped hers she began to feel her energy returning.
âYouâre not to let this upset you, Kirsty,â she admonished. âI shouldnât have burdened you with my worries.â
âIâm glad you did, Granny. No wonder you look so tired. Oh, when I think of it â¦â
âIt will be all right, Kirsty. It has to be. Now, letâs forget it, shall we?â
Kirsty was silent for a moment and with some surprise Sarah thought she had acquiesced. But the thoughtful look was still there in her blue eyes and a moment later she said: âThere may be another way, Granny.â
âAnother way? What do you mean?â
âMaybe if I talked to Guy â¦â
â You ?â Sarah said in astonishment. â What could you do?â
âIâm not sure. But I think Guy likes me.â Kirstyâs face had gone very pale but there were high spots of colour burning in her cheeks. âIn fact Iâm sure he does. Heâs made that plain on more than one occasion.â
â Guy has?â Sarah exclaimed. âBut heâs old enough to be your father!â
âI know. Unfortunately â or maybe fortunately â he has something of a penchant for much younger women,â Kirsty said drily. âYouâll just have to take my word for it, Granny.â
âBut youâve never so much as mentioned this before, Kirsty!â Sarah said, shocked. âYou mean Guy has actually â made advances to you?â
Kirsty shrugged, adopting her woman-of-the-world pose, though those high spots of colour in her cheeks belied her attitude. â I wouldnât put it quite that strongly. But I think I might be able to influence him, yes.â
âWell I absolutely forbid you to do anything of the kind!â Sarah