She began to kick me with them and I woke. I knew at once, from the absence of the smell, that Gladys had gone. The windows were brilliant streaks of light and the storm had passed. Gladys’s fleece and blanket lay empty and I could see no sign of her anywhere. “Brockley.” I shook him. “Wake up. G...
I would have gone straight to my chamber, except that suddenly I heard voices in the downstairs parlor, speaking French. One of the voices was that of Ridolfi. Though it was late, there were people about. The maidservants had gone to bed but I could hear Greaves reminding someone to prepare a spi...
The weather had turned mild and sunny, with a light breeze, and this at least did something to put heart into me. I needed it, for I was having trouble with Brockley and Dale. I had never told them about Dawson, but they had been on the barge when Fenn was found and exclaimed over. They knew he h...
Dale rushed downstairs, shouted an incoherent explanation to Mistress Macnab, who was on her way up to investigate the outcry, and then fled to the back door to be sick out of it. The little maidservant who had been making a bed stopped making it, and without knowing what had happened but sensing...