Back at the cabin, Jamette sat in front of the fire, watching the sparks leap and the embers glow. She sipped Edmond’s liquor from a beaker — normally, she did not take alcohol, reasoning that her husband drank enough for the two of them. Despite the quarrelsome nature of their marriage, she respected their wedding vows and remained loyal and supportive to him.
‘What can I do to rescue him? I’ve heard say that Dumas is a cruel man who beats his servants and dismisses his workers on a whim. So, what hope for Edmond?’
‘What can I do to rescue him? I’ve heard say that Dumas is a cruel man who beats his servants and dismisses his workers on a whim. So, what hope for Edmond?’As her thoughts raced, seeking a solution and taking more drink, an idea flashed into her head.
‘I have it! I will att
