A Scent of Lavender. Elizabeth Elgin

she was a little taken aback – if aback it was – to be confronted with a tall, slim man with fair hair and a smile that would charm Martha Hugwitty’s geese off the Green. When you’d expected a small, balding sergeant, that was! ‘Er – letters and papers,’ she said chokily, furious that her cheeks were blazing, annoyed he made no move to take them from her.