She started to smile, but the smile froze on her face when it dawned on her just who was walking towards her.
“You!” she screamed, throwing her hands up to her face. “Y-you have tricked me! Where is Lord Templeton? Have you harmed him? If you have, I will – ”
“You will do what, my dear?”
Lord Brookfield’s face twisted into a sneer. He was soon by her side towering over her with a threatening air.
“Wh-where is Lord Templeton?” she asked again, trying to sound as if she was not terrified.
“He is certainly not here, if that is what you are thinking. No, my dear Miranda, we are quite alone.”
“But the letter – ”
“Written in my own fair hand. Quite a good copy of his Lordship’s script, was it not?”
Miranda’s thoughts raced. She had no idea how he had forged the letter so well, but yes, s
