“Listen – to me,” she said. “That money was not mine in the first place. It was given to my mother by a man who found her – attractive and amusing for a – short time until he remembered somewhat belatedly that he had a wife and children in South Africa.”
She paused before she forced herself to continue,
“He was – paying for the – favours she had given him making – her, as Euan said, although I could – never think of it in that way, nothing but a – harlot.”
Tears came into Clova’s eyes and ran down her cheeks as she went on,
“She never – enjoyed that – money and, if you feel it is – tainted and unclean, then I will – send it to Jan Maskill’s family in Johannesburg. I am sure they will be only too – willing to take back what their father – expended on a woman they would despise.”
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