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“What are you driving at?”

“I am certainly not interested in names, so I’ll not ask for the Traveled to a place called Witches’ Elbow and took a shortcut through your land on her way back…about ht it was,” the duke leveled a look at his friend

“Dash it! Never say so,” exclaih his silken locks

“I aave credence to Sir Owen’s claim that you wanted Celia out of the way as your interest was elsewhere”

“Dele, Brock” He eyed his friend for a long silent ht, I know I can trust you, so I shall It goes no further, agreed?”

The duke nodded and the viscount thren the relass and sat heavily on a nearby upholstered winged chair “It was just after I had discovered Celia was, shall we say, not the sort of woman I wanted for a wife, that I ate She is Irish and she and her father were on holiday at his sister’s when her father had some sort of attack and fell very ill The doctor said he should not sustain any shocks of any sort He can’t be ”

He stared at the duke, “I love her…she loves ether Her father forbade the match She is Catholic, you see and he wouldn’t hear of her taking an English Protestant husband We continued to e, last month…I obtained a special license and ere married in secret”

“Devil you say!” the duke remarked with some surprise

“We can not announce our union for fear it would send her father off…and she couldn’t bear to have that on her conscience Her aunt knows and approves of our e and has helped us to keep it fro…so we have decided to wait”

“Good Lord, Skip, I suppose I should felicitate you!”

“You should, for she is the world to me,” said the viscount simply

“Very well, then e behavior,” rallied the duke with a shake of his head

“Yes, but it does rather give me motive…” Skip offered

“And an alibi as well, as no doubt, you ith your hen Celia was murdered”

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