‘I have to leave that house! There is something wrong with that man. He is not what he seems!’

Annie Meredith burst into tears and crumpled into her friend’s arms.

‘Who do you mean?’

‘Wyn Williams, of course; Miss Martha’s fiancée; he wants to marry her for the money and the house. I saw Dr Burchill’s papers one time. What with his playing and his conducting and his compositions and everything else – all that land he was buying up – he was a rich man, at least by ordinary folk’s standards. I don’t earn in a year what he got paid for one of his songs! TAB even owns – well, owned - the house! The master saw through him straight away. “Williams is no good as an organist and he will be no good as a hu...

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