Maggie sighs, the wrecked date clashing in her mind with a desire not to leave Carolyn alone with Burke, and curiosity about the big house. "Sure," she says after a moment, mustering a smile and linking her arm with Buke's.
The trio make their way up the steep, winding pathway to Collinswood. It's a fair hike, and a little scary at night, but the lights from the town and a bright moon make it possible to make one's way in safety. At the door of the mansion, with everyone a little out of breath, Carolyn suggests that they take a moment to enjoy a nightcap.
Seated at a table in the drawing room is Mrs Stoddard, working on accounts for the family business.
"Mother, this is Maggie Evans and Burke Devlin," Carolyn says. Mrs Stoddard rises and greets them politely. (It's common knowledge that she hasn't left Collinswood for nearly twenty years, so it's no surprise that she has never met Maggie, and has only a vague memory of Burke coming to the estate as a very young man, to visit Roger before he was married to what is now his estranged wife.)
As the drinks are poured, Burke takes time to admire the elegantly furnished drawing room, stopping for more than a moment to study the papers on the desk.
In a little while, Victoria and Roger come down the stairs leading to the bedrooms.
"Thanks to your very special talents, Miss Winters, we finally got that little imp off to sleep," Rogers says. "I shouldn't talk about my own son that way, I know. I do care for him, but putting up with his mischief tries my patience. I hope he hasn't been bothering you with all his nonsense about ghosts and goblins."
Entering the drawing room, no doubt intent on his nightly brandy, Roger stops when he sees Burke.
"Hello again, Roger," Burke says. "I thought we might have a little chat, about the old days. I've been to see Sam Evans, and he told me some very interesting things."