CHAPTER FOUR
Despite very modern suspension, the cabriolet tilted back at a threatening angle as the stallion pulled it through the squelching mud of Avenue Rambert, past the Cimetiere de Clarens, and on toward Le Château du Châtelard on the crest of the hill. Mary had often admired the fortress from the windows of her own suite down in Montreux. Now she was quite excited to be attending an evening lecture on galvanism in the château’s grand salon. Her cab climbed further up the hill, past rustic farm buildings and terraced vineyards, all still glimmering with remnants of the late afternoon rainfall.
The livery came to an unexpected halt, and the whole carriage lurched sideways through the mud until it and the horse were turned askew across the laneway. Mary was thrown against the should
