” “But why?” “He’s married—and, I believe, living separated from his wife. “I am afraid,” he said gravely, “that your sister has been a little indiscreet. Michelle was laid onto the back seat, her head cradled in Lucy’s lap. And I think also that Gosse—I mean that one who calls himself Valade—stole it. Lady Palsworthy was the widow of a knight who had won his spurs in the wholesale coal trade, she was of good seventeenth-century attorney blood, a county family, and distantly related to Aunt Mollie’s deceased curate. It was too good to be true. Three short days. No man knew whence she had come nor why.
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