“We didn’t know what was happenin’, miss, and that be the truth!” the housemaid said. “First you leave, then Miss Fleur was gone before the household were awake. We couldn’t believe it, we really couldn’t!”
The way she spoke of her sister gave Delysia an idea.
“When Miss Fleur left, did she leave a note for me?” she asked.
“Oh, yes, she did, miss,” the housemaid replied. “She leaves it on the mat outside your door, not knowin’, of course, you’d gone.”
“Where is it now?”
The maid walked to the mantelpiece and took the letter from behind an old frame.
“I puts it up here to be safe, miss, but it’s a good thing you mentioned it, otherwise I’d have forgotten it was there!”
Delysia was not listening.
She hoped that in the letter Fleur would tell her all that she wanted to know, where the
