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Snave’s eyes flickered momentarily as he stared at the sketches on the mantel.
“Right you are, Snave.” Pixley turned to Ruby and Fina. “Carry on. I won’t be long.”
“Who knows Pixley is here? You don’t think someone outside Marsden Court is aware of the theft or the poisoning?” Fina’s stomach clenched.
“No need to worry for the moment, Feens. Let’s think about the Standishes for now. Marjorie flings herself at men, so I suppose that could be some sort of love interest between her and your father or brother. Sorry to have to mention it.”
“Not at all.” Though a little stab of pain arose in her stomach with her friend’s words, the ache was not as strong as it would have been even a few months ago. She took a moment to reflect and then returned to the discussion. “Although, objectively
