Apparently, courtesy demanded she be allowed to rise at dawn every morning and spend the next sixteen hours a day poring over account books, cataloguing inventory and lobbying investors who had no intentions of staying. It had likely died with her father, only no one had bothered to tell her that. In truth, the idea the company had survived its owner by six months was something of an illusion. The Sutton Yacht Company was on the brink of bankruptcy, brought to its knees by the sudden and tragic death of its founder, Sir Richard Sutton, six months earlier. They were very sorry to hear of her father's death, but the result was the same. And like the other investors, they'd politely waited a 'decent' interval to tell her. Like the other investors, the royal family had finally withdrawn their patronage.
Elise Sutton crumpled the letter in her hand and stared blindly at the office wall. She was screwed! Absolutely royally screwed in the literal sense of the word the word in question being 'royally', of course. Blackwell Docks, Sutton Shipyard, London- mid-March 1839
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