Take No Farewell

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Geoffrey Staddon had never forgotten the house called Clouds Frome, the best thing he had ever done as an architect. Twelve years before the day in September 1923 when a paragraph in the newspaper made his blood run cold, he had truned his back on it for the last time, turned his back on the woman he loved, and who loved him. But when he read that Consuela Caswell had been charged with murder, he knew that he must return at last to Clouds Frome.