‘Forgive me, Mrs Sindlesham, but do you tell me this inheritance that Melusine has fought so hard to recover is completely wasted?’ The old lady gave him a sharp look. “Very likely,” he answered. Her thoughts were busy with the possibilities of this break in her journey. It could only mean one thing—that her foster daughter was both a whore and a murderer! When Sheila confronted her about it, it was five in the morning. Presently he began to weave a tale, sorry enough, with all the ancient claptraps and rusted platitudes. I hated him.
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