Saturday, 14 January 2012

The Interpreter: The Lynchcliffe Cuckoo Vol 1 Mis en Scene

The day had begun like any normal day for Dr Francis Merrifield. He had risen from his bed shortly before 7, taken breakfast and settled into his favourite chair to drink his coffee while reading the newspaper. Shortly before 9 am he had commenced home visits by virtue of his pony and trap; tending to sick or feverish children and changing a few leg ulcer dressings. All pretty routine. Around 1 pm he had returned home to lunch prepared by his housekeeper, Mrs Brownlow. Then he was disturbed by a knock at the door. He opened it for Mrs Brownlow had her afternoon off on Tuesdays. On the doorstep panting for breath stood a young messenger.

“Lord Trevelyan says will you come?” The lad panted. “Only Mrs Frazer’s gone in labour and they think it might be a tough one it being her first child an ‘all that.”
“Tell him I’ll be there right away.” Dr Merrifield, a handsome young man in his mid to late twenties with mousey fair hair and deep green eyes drained the dregs of his coffee cup and grabbed his bag.

Merrifield drove to the Trevelyan Towers estate as fast as he could. The wind was beginning to pick up and fine drizzle washed over his face. He was met by Jameson, Lord Trevelyan’s butler, who ushered him into the study where Lady Celia Trevelyan was doing her utmost to pacify an anxious expectant father.

The Lynchcliffe Cuckoo Vol 1 Mis en
The tragic & unexpected death of a new mother sets in motion a chain of events that is to have far flung consequences for her daughter, Margaret. Certain that he cannot give Margaret the life she deserves Thomas Frazer, her grief-stricken father, makes the heart-wrenching decision...

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