Chapter 53
Week 18, Instructor Calendar, June 1896
What, can the devil speak true?
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Julian Reynolds stared back at Concordia in dismay. No one spoke for a moment. Then he broke the silence.
“Concordia, please, let me explain,” he pleaded.
Miss Hamilton, still holding the derringer, gestured to a nearby chair. “Be seated, Mr. Reynolds. We have much to discuss before the police arrive.”
At the mention of “police,” Julian paled. He sank into the chair, and put his head in his hands.
Miss Hamilton looked at Concordia, who was struggling for composure. “I told you this would be difficult,” she said softly. “Step into the hall if you please, Miss Wells. The housekeeper should be awaiting our instructions.”
As Concordia opened the door to the hallway, she heard Julian say,
