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A Scent of Violets — Ruth Fabian
WHO WAS SHE?
Lovely Linnet Grey could no longer be sure who she really was. All that was sane in her mind told her that she was a struggling young schoolmistress. But how could she trust sanity when her life had turned into an insane nightmare?
Kidnapped on the London streets, taken unconcious by coach to the great estate of Willerby, held captive there by the handsome, bitter man who claimed to be her guardian, Linnett began to believe that she indeed was the wilful, evil, heartbreaking heiress whose face in a portrait was the twin of her own.
Linnett knew there was but one way to find out the truth - to follow the sweet and sinister scent of violets up the circular stairway to the West Tower room where she was forbidden to go upon pain of death...
Lovely Linnet Grey could no longer be sure who she really was. All that was sane in her mind told her that she was a struggling young schoolmistress. But how could she trust sanity when her life had turned into an insane nightmare?
Kidnapped on the London streets, taken unconcious by coach to the great estate of Willerby, held captive there by the handsome, bitter man who claimed to be her guardian, Linnett began to believe that she indeed was the wilful, evil, heartbreaking heiress whose face in a portrait was the twin of her own.
Linnett knew there was but one way to find out the truth - to follow the sweet and sinister scent of violets up the circular stairway to the West Tower room where she was forbidden to go upon pain of death...