He barely noticed as she left him to climb back onto the stool and open the cereal cupboard. She took out a packet of Chocolate Stars and climbed down again.
“What happened to you, Amélie? Did you die naturally or were you walled up in the cellars like our dear Molly?”
“I don't remember.” She went to clutch something around her neck and was obviously disturbed to find whatever it had been was missing. I was working in the kitchens and...” She frowned. “I don't remember.”
“Never mind. I'm sure it'll all come back to you in time.” He wanted to pat her on the shoulder, but not knowing what sort of spirit she was, felt it might be a bad idea. He hadn't forgotten the time Puriel had burned him almost to death. Such experiences changed a man. He turned to look for his daughter. “Lucy? What are you doing?”