What does she want? How dare she enter unbidden?From the safety of the shadows in which she dwelt, Cynthia Hart stared at the intruder. It was not the man this time, that pathetic, little man who insisted he lived here now, that he was Sally’s nephew, even though she knew damn well Sally didn’t have a nephew, but a girl – young and presentable but not glamorous at all, with brown hair piled on top of her head in a most unkempt manner. Jeans she had on, jeans, boots and a jumper – a dreadful way to dress. No celebration of her femininity at all. Out! Cynthia screamed. Get out!“No,” the girl replied calmly, startling her.She could hear her! The man couldn’t. Sally hadn’t, despite her repeated attempts to gain her maid’s attention. But this girl could. Instead of being relieved, however, Cynthia became angrier still. She had refused her. How dare she? Who did she think she was?Aggression causing her lip to curl, she prepared to rush at the intruder, just as she had rushed at the man, to beat her back, to rid the room of her, to reclaim her sanctuary, but she was stopped in her tracks.
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