By Murder's Bright Light (2014)
“The chamber was nondescript. Fresh rushes covered the floor but the room was devoid of any wall hangings and the table and chairs were old and rather battered. Emma Roffel followed Cranston’s gaze.
‘Not the house of a successful sea voyager, eh, Sir John?’ She laughed bitterly. ‘But Captain Roffel was tight-fisted with his monies. And you’ve met his creature, Bernicia, with her pretty face and tight bum?’ Athelstan stared at this hard-faced woman, who was so cold and distant about her husba...nd’s death. Athelstan admired her honesty. He remembered a maxim he had heard – ‘the opposite of love is not hate but indifference’.
‘Was it always like that?’ he asked.
Tears welled in the woman’s eyes.
‘Mistress, I did not mean to upset you.’ Emma Roffel looked over his head, fighting to keep her face impassive.
‘You do not.’ Her eyes took on a haunted, distant look as her mind conjured up visions, ghosts from the past.MoreLess
‘Not the house of a successful sea voyager, eh, Sir John?’ She laughed bitterly. ‘But Captain Roffel was tight-fisted with his monies. And you’ve met his creature, Bernicia, with her pretty face and tight bum?’ Athelstan stared at this hard-faced woman, who was so cold and distant about her husba...nd’s death. Athelstan admired her honesty. He remembered a maxim he had heard – ‘the opposite of love is not hate but indifference’.
‘Was it always like that?’ he asked.
Tears welled in the woman’s eyes.
‘Mistress, I did not mean to upset you.’ Emma Roffel looked over his head, fighting to keep her face impassive.
‘You do not.’ Her eyes took on a haunted, distant look as her mind conjured up visions, ghosts from the past.MoreLess
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