Chapter Twenty-Six
There was no communication between them now, not even anger, and one day soon Freya was going to have to answer the questions she could see building up behind Mary’s eyes. The housekeeper was fond of them both, especially Theo, and even if she hadn't sensed the icy atmosphere and she would have to be blind and deaf not to she was well aware that they used separate bedrooms, that Theo left the house before eight each morning and was rarely back before midnight. So sooner or later the questions would come, Mary wouldn't be able to help herself. And what could she answer? Freya wondered tiredly. She could hardly tell Mary the truth, tell her that Theo had seen her laid on the floor, semi-naked, with Leo Isaac, that he believed the child she carried was Leo’s! It was the thought of the chi
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