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RECOLLECTIONS OF A CONFEDERATE GENERAL BY JUBAL DE BROOKE
Liverpool, England, December, 1863.
Unable to sustain my anger with Sarah, I found myself quitting the rooms I’d taken at the Wellington Hotel in Dale Street and returning to the McConvilles’ town house in Abercromby Square.
Some five hours had passed since our heated exchange and on reflection, I felt I’d been too harsh with her. I hoped to apologise and set matters right.
In the event, Sarah was not at home, but her father was.
In the drawing room, McConville offered me a glass of brandy which I accepted gratefully.
His voice was an alloy of agitation and concern. “Much as I’m glad to see you, my dear Jubal, I had hoped to see Sarah walk through that door. She left some several hours since without telling the servants wh
