I had not seen the courtyard in many years and I was happy to dream of those times. I went to her rooms to-night. Dizzily, she grabbed at the mantel for support and, resting her head on her hands, paid no heed to a betraying sound behind her—until an unexpected arm encircled her. Hidden menace; a prescience of something dreadful about to happen. His first wife. ‘You are Mrs Ibstock, I think,’ she said eagerly. ” Mr.
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