I must see Karl, she said. No hiding his horror now. The stairs are rather steep. Anyway, this is Karl Alexander von Wultendorf; Karl, my daughter Charlotte, who, as I'm sure you're tired of hearing, is utterly invaluable to me.
you?' Hours and hours of it… I gave a different answer every time, to save myself from going mad. But deepest of all ran the need to know the truth about Karl, however unbearable that truth might be. He took Anne's arm and led her back to the bushes where Inspector Ash and two constables were waiting. We all have to get over it together, she said.
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