By a tacit agreement they ignored the significant thing between them, ignored the slipping away of the ground on which they had stood together hitherto. . One she entered and met with a sharp rebuff, which she appeared to receive unmoved. She seized the key, and he grasped her hand and squeezed it roughly and painfully between the handle and the ward as she tried to turn it. Lucy’s guts ached with jealousy and bitterness, building in a knot that twisted in her stomach, rag-like. Vanity was a vice not just to be deprecated, but effectively strangled at birth. ’ ‘Your major will tell you nothing at all,’ put in the young lady acidly, ‘because certainly I am going to kill him. There is no Heaven for your mother. ’ ‘She again?’ enquired his hostess, her delicate brows rising ‘I beg your pardon, ma’am. And empty. ’ Abruptly, the niggling doubt that had been plaguing Lord Charvill came sweeping to the surface. But to-day he did not get beyond half a dozen desultory start-offs.
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