“Yes.”
He breathed again.
“And I so wanted her to be like her father,” she added.
“I suppose so—Is his sister—the one you call Elsie—married?”
“No.”
“You said she had no children—”
“She hasn’t.”
“But naturally. It was hardly necessary to say it, was it?”
And Sibyl laughed. Marcus needed just what she was going to give him, a disturbing young thing to live with him. Marcus dreaded it, although he would not have said so because of that sister he so disliked, who wanted Diana.
“I won’t have Diana running off whenever Miss Carston chooses to send for her. That I think you understand.”