Chapters (90)
- PROLOGUE
- 1849
- ONE
- TWO
- EDINBURGH
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
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- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- THIRTY-SIX
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- THIRTY-EIGHT
- THIRTY-NINE
- FORTY
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- FIFTY
- FIFTY-ONE
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- FIFTY-THREE
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- FIFTY-FIVE
- FIFTY-SIX
- FIFTY-SEVEN
- FIFTY-EIGHT
- FIFTY-NINE
- SIXTY
- SIXTY-ONE
- SIXTY-TWO
- SIXTY-THREE
- SIXTY-FOUR
- SIXTY-FIVE
- SIXTY-SIX
- SIXTY-SEVEN
- SIXTY-EIGHT
- SIXTY-NINE
- SEVENTY
- SEVENTY-ONE
- SEVENTY-TWO
- SEVENTY-THREE
- SEVENTY-FOUR
- SEVENTY-FIVE
- SEVENTY-SIX
- SEVENTY-SEVEN
- SEVENTY-EIGHT
- SEVENTY-NINE
- EIGHTY
- EIGHTY-ONE
- EPILOGUE
- HISTORICAL NOTE
- ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
- Extract from A Corruption of Blood
- 1850
- ONE
‘One of the great benefits of my condition is that I can be honest without fear of the consequences.’
Raven remained on his feet.
‘Then you will indulge me if I am equally candid,’ he said.
‘Fire at will.’
‘If you are as ill as you are implying, why did you marry her? Do you love her, or did you merely need someone who would be obliged to take care of you? She was a housemaid after all and is well used to hard labour.’
‘Neither of us would be having this conversation had she been merely a housemaid,’ Archie replied. ‘But I suspect you think that I have taken advantage of her good nature. I don’t suppose I can blame you for that.’
He got up from his chair and moved towards a cabinet in the corner of the room, from which he removed a decanter and two glasses. He poured a measure of what turned out to be rather good brandy into both and offered Raven a glass.
‘I know that this is difficult for you, but I would like for us to be friends.’
Raven took the drink and sat down again, thinking to test Archie’s new-found enthusiasm for honest conversation.
‘Did she know how serious your illness was when she agreed to marry you?’
‘That a cure is unlikely? Yes, she did.’
‘And do you think that is perhaps why she agreed to marry you?’
‘You think it was unfair of me to ask? I long pondered that question myself. There was a growing mutual affection between us. Plenty of people get married without that.’
‘But in the circumstances, it would have been hard for her to refuse.’
‘If you know her as well as you claim, then you will also know that she would not be forced into something against her will or better judgment. I have not deceived her in any way and there are a great many benefits for her in marrying me.’
‘Guaranteed loss and pain do not seem like much of a benefit to me,’ Raven muttered, downing the rest of his brandy in one gulp. The burn in his gullet felt good. Counter irritation.
‘I have given her status,’ Archie said, ignoring Raven’s surly comment. ‘Should the worst happen – when the worst happens – she will inherit my money, and with it certain freedoms and opportunities. Believe me, Will, I have her best interests at heart.’
Raven sat quietly for a moment as the truth of what Archie had said began to seep into his irritable mind. He knew his ire was being misdirected. He was angry with himself more than Archie. There was little point in resenting Archie or Sarah for seizing something he had lacked the fortitude to pursue himself.