Dear Reader:
I am afraid I am about to do something exceedingly shocking.
My adventure began when I came to the Earl of Savile's castle for the reading of George Devane's will, of which the earl is the executor. I had every intention of refusing George's blood money, but he foiled me by leaving it to my young son, Nicky. Because I am a young widow, this bequest has subjected me to a great deal of unpleasant gossip.
Now I find that I am in the power of the most exciting man I have ever met, a man whose very presence makes me weak, a man who could very well be my ruination.
Remember me in your prayers, as I shall need them.
(Mrs.) Gail Saunders
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