’ ‘Who, Joan, who? Of whom do you speak?’ ‘Mrs Sindlesham. Her back had stiffened, and her hazel eyes looked steadfastly ahead. ’ Abruptly, the niggling doubt that had been plaguing Lord Charvill came sweeping to the surface. ’ His friend held it out of the way. Too busy.
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