CHAPTER THREE-2

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Lady Rosscullen was musing aloud, “You uncle is surely right, dear. Colonel Joyce did enquire a good deal into your circumstances when we first met and he seemed most interested when you mentioned that you were about to come into your inheritance.” Rosaleena suppressed a moan. If it was indeed the Colonel who had been watching her house that morning, then it was more than likely that he had followed herself and her mother to Fortnum’s. There to sport with them as a spider with a fly, finding out all he needed to know to help him gain his ends. What Sir Uriel said must be true. The Irishman was no more than a fortune-hunter! She rose unsteadily to her feet. “Mama – Uncle Uriel – I don’t wish to discuss this anymore, please.” Sir Uriel regarded her for a moment and then gave a nod to h

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