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Chapters (45)
  1. FIRST WALTZ
  2. Also by
  3. Title Page
  4. Copyright Page
  5. Dedication
  6. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  7. CHAPTER ONE
  8. CHAPTER TWO
  9. CHAPTER THREE
  10. CHAPTER FOUR
  11. CHAPTER FIVE
  12. CHAPTER SIX
  13. CHAPTER SEVEN
  14. CHAPTER EIGHT
  15. CHAPTER NINE
  16. CHAPTER TEN
  17. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  18. CHAPTER TWELVE
  19. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  20. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  21. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  22. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  23. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  24. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  25. CHAPTER NINETEEN
  26. CHAPTER TWENTY
  27. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  28. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
  29. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
  30. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
  31. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
  32. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
  33. CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
  34. CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
  35. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
  36. CHAPTER THIRTY
  37. CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
  38. CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
  39. CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
  40. CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
  41. CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
  42. CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
  43. CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
  44. EPILOGUE
  45. AUTHOR’S NOTES

Dobbins didn’t like paying for the letter, but even if it didn’t have a return address on it, the note was postmarked from Lundun. It had to be from Mitchell. Dobbins had been wonder’in if his friend’d had any luck scaring the bitch.

It’s started. Soon she’ll be afraid of her shadow.

Smiling to himself, he tore up the paper and tossed it into the stove. If only he could be there to see it.

* * *

Eleanor finished balancing the estate accounts, which were sent weekly from Worthington Place. She, Madeline, and Alice took turns with those, the household accounts, and the Stanwood accounts. Alice was across the square going over the Stanwood accounts with Charlie. Eleanor closed the book and put it on the shelf of the account room. She had been able to speak with Matt the afternoon of the last incident. He had decided to add another groom and an additional footman when she went out. But since then, nothing had occurred. She wanted to think the events had been accidents but could not make herself believe it. Alice had said she had a bad feeling about the whole thing, and Eleanor agreed.

She walked down the corridor to Grace’s study, knocked, and waited to be called in.

“Come.”

“I finished the books and I wanted to discuss something with you.”

“Have a seat. I shall ring for tea.”

“Thank you.” Eleanor had forgotten to have a tea tray brought to her when she was working. “I am a bit parched.”

She waited for Grace to finish what she was writing. The tea, along with some biscuits, arrived as she finished sealing the letter. Eleanor poured cups for them both.

“Now, then.” Her sister focused on her. “What would you like to talk about?”

“Mines.” She had originally thought to raise enough money to buy a mine, but then she remembered something she had been told, almost in passing, when she was younger.

Grace’s brow puckered. “What about mines?”

“I want to purchase one so that I can prove it is possible to run a mine humanely. I just remembered that several years ago I was told that I had an inheritance from Aunt Margaret. Is Matt the trustee for the inheritance?”