“I'll get that,” said Rose, heading towards the door.
As soon as she leaves, Edward whispers “What does she mean 'structural changes'?”
Mary gasps, clutching her hand to mouth. “They're going to knock down the house, aren't they?”
“They can't do that,” counters Robert. “They'd need a permit of something.”
Fiona can hear Rose conversing with the new arrival in the hall, but can't make out what's said.
“I'm not so sure,” Mary continues. “They're not from the bloody council.”
“Ladies, gentlemen.” An gnarled, ancient stick of a man man enters the room. “Call me Oak.”
