She could not part with dignity. There’d only be endless rows if I was at home. Why don’t I just go and get the key from Pottiswick?’ Alderley flicked a glance back at him over his shoulder. Mary Remenham had passed on her every feature to the daughter whose advent had taken her from this world. ‘Why did he make me French, Marthe? Why did he give me this name of Melusine, and say I am born of Suzanne Valade?’ Martha looked at her, but her lips remained firmly closed. ‘Been led up the garden path by that confounded rapscallion. “What did you say?” “Well, I considered myself justified in denying it,” Anna answered drily.
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