’ Mrs Ibstock’s lips tightened and she looked away a moment. “I have always,” she admitted calmly, “taken a certain amount of interest in Annabel’s future. ’ ‘And it is very stupid of you to think of such a thing, because in this case, why should I seek out my family?’ Triumph rose in Gerald’s breast, but he took care to conceal it. Presently he turned to Courtlaw. I got a rusty bolt cutter. ’ ‘All the way to England?’ She opened wide eyes. She rose, paid her bill, and turned westwards. Love stories! It was of negligible importance that these books were bound in paper; Romance lay unalterably within. To recreate the era, I deliberately tried to avoid creating a thinly disguised bodice ripper where an “empowered” woman mouthed off to prospective suitors in jerkins and tights, in other words, a typical romance novel. “Arthur, this is Miss Pellissier—Mr.
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