One day her mother swept into the bedroom of the family townhouse, sweeping across the floor with a bundle in her arms. Her foster father had been outside for most of the morning, working on trimming the maple trees and mowing the lawn. A skeleton was propped against the mantelpiece. ‘Because,’ said Lady Bicknacre in the confidential manner of all matrons when passing on a tidbit of scandal, ‘Nicholas married against his father’s wishes and ran away. She parted the curtains to find him standing there. A tarnish of constraint that had recently spread over her intercourse with Capes vanished again. ’ ‘It is so in a convent, you see,’ she explained airily. A pair of startled blue eyes looked up into his. “What is the exact force of a motif?” she asked at random.
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