““Helen, will you have another cup of tea?” “Yes.” Helen sent a quick, beseeching glance to Pandora and Cassandra. “Perhaps you should take the dogs out to the garden?” The twins hurried to comply, snapping for the spaniels, who bounded after them as they departed. As soon as they were alone, Kathleen asked urgently, “Helen, why on earth is Mr. Winterborne here, and how did you know he was coming?” Slowly Helen reached to the high neck of her dress and hooked her forefinger around a thin silk ri...bbon tied around her neck. The comforting weight of the moonstone ring dangled beneath her bodice, hidden in the space between her breasts. She pulled it out, tugged the ring free of its tether, and slid it onto her finger. “I went to him,” she said simply, laying her hand lightly over Kathleen’s to display the moonstone. “Yesterday.” Kathleen stared down at the ring in bewilderment. “You went to see Mr. Winterborne alone?” “Yes.” “Did he arrange it? Did he send someone for you?MoreLessRead More Read Less
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