He left the room and Verna and Michael looked at each other.
“Anthony?” he groaned.
“Anthony is dead. Buller fired again – and it went straight through his heart.”
They were silent, holding hands.
“You tried to save him,” she whispered.
“He is my brother.”
“And you are the most generous man in the world,” she sighed in a wondering voice. “After everything he did to you – ”
“I know. But I couldn’t just stand aside and let him die.”
He slept for a while and when he woke up, his sister Jane was sitting on his bed.
“Ask Verna to come and see me,” he murmured.
“She isn’t here, Michael. She’s returned to her own home, but she says she will be back later.”
“Her home? But isn’t this –? No – wait.”
“Everything was prepared for her to become the Mistress of this house,” Jane answer
