Your aunt liked the pheasant. ’ ‘Alone, miss?’ ‘Certainly alone. It was an excuse, dredged up on the spur of the moment to cover a slip. She clasped her hands over her mouth in a silent scream. She had imagined she had drowned them altogether. “Perhaps by this time you will have heard of the step I have taken in leaving my home.
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