The old Marquis died while Ivan was fighting in Spain under Wellington.
Hanson the butler, Mrs. Benson, the cook, and Nanny all swore that they had seen the shadowy figure of Lady Constance gliding through the Great Hall and none of those people, Sedela knew well, would have lied deliberately.
Now as she thought of Lady Constance, she knew that she had the answer as to how she could warn Ivan.
She could do it without his believing that an outsider was interfering in his private life.
She was sure that he would resent that. It would also be difficult for her to explain how, living in the depths of Hertfordshire, she could know what was going on in London.
Whatever happened, she must not involve Nanny.
‘Lady Constance must tell him,’ she thought, ‘and I must somehow impersonate her.’
