Louis Killington Posted October 13, 2016 Share Posted October 13, 2016 Patronized by the cream of society, by actors and playwrights, Kemp's is one of the most modish meeting places in London. The main room of the house is hazy with tobacco smoke and rich with the scent of coffee and chocolate. Small windows allow little daylight to enter - most illumination is provided by candle sconces fixed to the walls. Comfortable chairs of well padded leather accompany a dozen or so small tables. Several booths along the walls provide comfort and a greater degree of privacy. At the rear of the room stands, an elaborately carved table of some antiquity. Rumour has it that this table once belonged to King Hal and came from his palace of Nonsuch. Be that as it may, it is now the coffee house's serving counter, presided over by the buxom blonde Mistress Kemp. The comely widow is assisted in running the house by her pretty teenaged daughters Rose and Valerie. A door beside the counter leads to the kitchen. At Kemp's you can partake of coffee, tea, chocolate or milk punch. Light refreshments such as cakes and Welsh rabbit are also available. Several copies of the latest London Gazette are always available at Kemp's. Both Buckingham and Danby had summoned or, perhaps more correctly, requested Basildon's presence this day. George had precedence over Basildon's old patron so the young earl strode into the coffee house at the very early hour of 10 am. He barely had the time to have his chambermaid awake him properly and his manservant to dress him properly. Nevertheless, by the time he had arrived he had dispensed with the look of drowsiness. Anxious to have some coffee, Louis looked about for a sign of the Duke. If he knew the man, he would be at the ornate table. If, instead, he had a private room, then that would mean some intrigue was afoot. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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