The living-room, she found, had already been tidied and made readyfor <strong>the</strong> day, <strong>the</strong> sofa cushions plumped and <strong>the</strong> windows opened.It really was a most attractive room, she decided grudgingly. Theprevious night she'd been feeling too fraught to appreciate its finerpoints, but now she could view <strong>the</strong>m at her leisure.It was clear Cal hadn't opted for wall-to-wall professional interiordesign. The few ornaments on display had obviously been personallychosen over a number of years. Some were antiques, and o<strong>the</strong>rs werejust fun, like <strong>the</strong> collection of china bears she found on a side-table.The pictures were interesting too, prints mingling with originalwater-colours, while above <strong>the</strong> fireplace hung a magnificentoil-painting of a stark stretch of moorland, lashed by rain under athunderous sky.Joanna wandered over to study it more closely, and it was <strong>the</strong>n tha<strong>the</strong>r attention was caught by a much smaller painting hanging on <strong>the</strong>wall to <strong>the</strong> right of <strong>the</strong>. fireplace. It was a miniature—a head andshoulders portrait of a woman, no longer in <strong>the</strong> first flush of youth,but vibrantly, glowingly beautiful, <strong>the</strong> corners of her mouth lifting ina smile, half shy, half mischievous.I've seen her before, Joanna told herself, frowning. But where?The little portrait clearly belonged to a much earfier era. Thedemurely high-necked blouse, and <strong>the</strong> thick fair hair, waving backfrom her forehead, and drawn into a loose chignon at <strong>the</strong> nape of herneck, betrayed that.She was still puzzling over it when <strong>the</strong>re was a tap at <strong>the</strong> door and agirl in an overall came in, pushing a trolley. There was a jug of chilledfruit juice, a basket of hot rolls and croissants wrapped in napkins,dishes of marmalade and o<strong>the</strong>r preserves, and a tall pot of coffee.
'Is <strong>the</strong>re anything else I can get you, madam?'Joanna's lips tightened at <strong>the</strong> sly avidity in <strong>the</strong> girl's voice. She saidshortly, 'No, thank you,' <strong>the</strong>n stopped as her eyes took in <strong>the</strong> dumpyfigure and over-frizzed hair with dismayed recognition. She said, 'It'sStella, isn't it?'•That's right, Miss Chalfont—Mrs Bentham, I should say. Fancy youremembering me after all this time!'Once seen, never forgotten, Joanna thought without pleasure. StellaDyson had worked briefly as a domestic at Chalfont House beforeJoanna had married Martin Bentham.She had become convinced <strong>the</strong> girl was an obsessive snoop,searching regularly through drawers, desks and cupboards in <strong>the</strong>house. She had always been finding her things slightly disarranged,especially in her bedroom, but couldn't prove a thing. Nothing hadever been missing, but <strong>the</strong> girl's behaviour was disturbing, and it wasa relief when she'd given notice instead of having to be asked to leave.She was also an inveterate gossip, Joanna thought wretchedly. Andnow <strong>the</strong> whole of Northwaite would know that Joanna Bentham hadnot only dined but had breakfasted with Cal Blackstone, wearing hisdressing-gown too.She said, 'I didn't know you worked at <strong>the</strong> country club, Stella.''I've been here over two months, madam. The hours are a bit long, but<strong>the</strong> wages are really good.' She giggled. 'I'm always short of money,though.' She sent Joanna a meaning look. 'A little more always comesin handy.'Oh, no, you little witch, Joanna said silently. I'm already beingblackmailed by an expert. You stand no chance at all.
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CHAPTER ONE'SIMON, you don't—you
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ack in his face, for God's sake.' H
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'Here?' Joanna stared at him, appal
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Know your enemy, had been one of Jo
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By the time she'd fetched the jack,
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How marvellous to be able to map ou
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using for the kitchen units. We've
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'That woman has got to go,' Mrs Dri
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'Perhaps,' Joanna said evenly. 'But
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een sheer hell for them both. He pr
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'No, my darling.' Cal looked at her