Chapter 29

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​⁠“You spoke, my dear Lucille,” the Duchess of Dorset said, “of your departure. Is not that a little premature?”

Lucille shrugged her beautiful shoulders, and leaned back in her corner of the couch with half-closed eyes. The Duchess, who was very Anglo-Saxon, was an easy person to read, and Lucille was anxious to know her fate.

“Why premature?” she asked. “I was sent for to use my influence with Regin