her only brother was entirely American-based -- so shesettled happily into what most Englishwomen would havefound a difficult life. Octavia stood in the small village church, her eyes fixed onAnna's coffin, with its heap of white roses and lilies, andwilled herself not to cry. Her father had recanted,repented, confessed; and it was she who could obtain absolution. ''And we've got a cottage, near Bath,' said Poppy, whohad come over to view this stranger, 'where we come forweekends.
And quite tough when it wasnecessary. With theirrespective children. Sending thoseletters, wrecking your business, that was almost a crime. He sighed.
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