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CHAPTER TWOJosina looked round the sitting room and wondered if there was anything else that she really wanted to take with her to England. Her mother had been buried yesterday morning and she had arranged for someone to take her to Milan later in the afternoon. And from there she could catch a fast train to carry her to France. What had worried her, however, was that, when she was looking for the money that her mother had put on one side for the journey, she found a letter addressed to the Duke of Nevondale. It was obviously the one that her mother had told her she had written to the Duke. But it had not been sent. It was addressed and Josina went down to ask the maid why it had not been posted. “No money!” the Italian woman replied gruffly. This meant, Josina knew, that she would