“She closed the door behind her and sagged against it as if the storm threatened to follow her in. “I’m sorry to be late,” she said, flushed and out of breath. Wild copper tendrils snaked out from beneath her sea green bonnet. “I’ve just learned some news . . . and before Bree, I might add. Though this particular time, I cannot crow about it.” “Whatever it is, it certainly isn’t more important than Emma telling us about how the dowager tried to poison her mother,” Merribeth interjected, leaning ...forward to pour Delaney a cup of tea. “Well, I don’t—” Delaney stopped, the ribbons of her bonnet hanging limply in her hand. “It’s true, then?” Emma shook her head, holding back a sigh. The words news and rumor were essentially interchangeable within their group. “She didn’t even try. The dowager merely made a comment to my mother, suggesting that arsenic was a good way to get rid of unwanted relatives. To which my mother responded that she wouldn’t dream of taking tea with Her Grace, for surely the poison would be mixed in with the sugar.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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