He would refuse to listen and absolve her unshriven. It is I who took the burden of your misdeeds upon my shoulders that you might become Lady Ferringhall. Over the sea of heads arose a black and dismal object. ” She gasped. ” Lucy said. It was a motor accident—a fatal motor accident the evening papers called it. “I am sure, Anna,” she said, “I do not see why we should conceal the truth from you. It was you, of course, whom he wanted.
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