Chapter 12Helena awoke to the distinctive sound of a pebble being bounced off her bedroom window as the grandfather clock in the hall gonged five times. She sighed. Elizabeth was such a child at times, and Helena loved her all the more for it. She slipped into her warmest dress, and grabbed a wool shawl from the bureau. The staff had questioned her giving them a day off on both Saturday and Sunday but she hushed them away, so the house was hers to leave, even at this ungodly hour. Elizabeth waved from the cab she had hired.
“I told the driver your mother passed in the night and you had to be absolutely to the church this morning to pray for her salvation,” Elizabeth whispered dramatically. “I don’t know if he bought it but he was more agreeable once I gave him an extra coin. He’s going to
