“We were very delighted to have you, my dear,” an elderly woman said. “You must come to the party we are giving in two weeks’ time for my grandson’s birthday.”
“I will indeed look forward to that,” Alvita replied smilingly.
Then she became aware that Nicholas was leading them towards the table that displayed the more expensive jewellery.
And the duster was still lying on the chair where he had thrown it.
‘What shall I do? What shall I do?’ Alvita asked herself again,
Then, as two more people entered through the door and joined the party she was talking to, she thought that the one thing of real importance was for her to save Charles, who had been so very kind to them, from losing one of his most valuable pictures.
She hardly dared to look at the picture which hung on the wall.
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