The truth must have dawned on her; she was wringing her hands, and tears were starting down her cheeks. “I had no idea,” she cried, and I believed her. Felicity would not have imagined her cousin capable of such cruelty. “Oh, what must Aunt Gwendolyn think of me? I never w...
Her blue eyes were bright with determination, her cheeks flushed, and I was not surprised to see an answering flush darken Strack’s cheeks. Without seeming to be aware of it, he smoothed down his moustache with one knuckle, first one side, then the other, all without remov...
