With a rustle of her full lilac petticoats, Miss Froxfield turned back to Alderley. For Mr Jarvis was beside himself when the letter come from Mr Charvill and he knew he’d lost you as well as Miss Mary. The tears were streaming down her face, her voice was thick with sobs. You seemed, he thought, to have some grievance which you would not explain and which he thought must arise from a misunderstanding. “She’s my wife,” the man muttered. There is a tragedy to come. “How is that carmine working?” he asked, with a forced interest. ‘But you said—’ Gerald tutted. I saw her come out from the flat buildings two minutes before we entered it last night. Only she is not Madame Valade at all. She was not altogether surprised when she found a deer, gutted of its entrails and strung with a garland of flowers, on the cave’s doorstep one humid summer morning.
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