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CHAPTER THREE-1
CHAPTER THREETo her surprise Devona slept fairly well. She awoke early and it took a moment to bring her mind back to everything that had happened. Then when she realised that she was alone in this enormous house with a dead man she felt herself shudder. ‘I have to be sensible,’ she told herself. ‘I have to behave as Mama would under these circumstances.’ She climbed out of bed and dressed hurriedly. She put on a black dress that had been made for her mother’s funeral as she thought it was what the new Earl would expect of her when he arrived and anyway her other dresses were almost in rags. She walked slowly down the wide staircase. As the Hitchins had left, she would now have to find something for her breakfast. She went into the kitchen and it seemed even more empty than usual.
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