Chapter 39

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​​​​​‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​⁠She must write a note. The imp in the back of her mind laughed. In every story she had ever read when a runaway wife decamped from home she left a note, generally on the pin-cushion. It was not a very original idea. But one had to leave something intelligible. What was there to do but write a note? She looked vaguely about her for something to write with. Ink? There was none. Valancy had never wri