Sylvia Vaughan felt a little precarious, as she passed down another coconut to her friend. She hoped to be able to get down from the tree without any embarrassing exposure. A look from her friend told her that someone was on their way.
"Lady Sylvia Vaughan?" the liveried man asked, looking up into the palm tree.
"Yes?" the brunette looked down, blushing, long legs grasping the palm tree.
"'Phone call for you," the man spoke softly, looking a little red.
"Did you tell them I was busy?" Lady Sylvia asked, sounding a little put out.
"Andrea?" Ms. Madison looked up.
"The name she gave was Jill D'Estrange, Madam," the man replied.
"Jill!" Lady Sylvia let go of the tree and dropped lightly onto the sand. "What did she say?"
"That you had to get over to her house at once," the man replied. "That it was a matter of life and death - for us all."