Without considering whether or not she was eavesdropping, she walked down the library to the door at the end of it and, when she reached it, she saw that it was not completely closed and it was quite easy to hear what was being said in the next room.
It was even easier than it might have been because the Marquis was speaking loudly and angrily.
“How dare you come here, Jolie!” he thundered. “If you wish to communicate with me, you can write or I can give you the name of my Solicitors.”
“And what would your answer have been?” a woman replied to him. “Besides it would be a mistake to put into writing what I have to say to you.”
As she spoke, Imeldra realised that while her English was good, she spoke with a slightly foreign accent.
“We have nothing to say to each other,” the Marquis rep
