““Time you got to know the estate,” he told Clovis. But before they crossed the courtyard, Sir Aubrey stopped by the statue with the severed head. He touched the neck stump with his stick, then ran it over the battered forehead and nose of the head lying on the ground. “Something I wanted to ask you, my boy,” he said. “About this statue. Could you leave the head the way it is after I go? Because of Dudley. Something to remember him by?” He sniffed and blew his nose. “After you go, sir?” “After I pop my clogs. Turn up my toes. Die, you know, what. When everything in the place is yours.””
