The Duke Hadn’t Laughed Since the War

may be others. I do not yet know the extent of it.”

“You said tomorrow. What is tomorrow?”

“I need to look at the letters themselves—the ones you sent to Miss Fenwick before they reached her.”

He looked at her. “Those are in London, in her possession.”

“No,” Constance said. “Copies are in Pell’s files. He makes a fair copy of every piece of correspondence continue reading …