That was it? No questions? No doubts? She hadn't expected Darius to prance along this easily.

Or should she be suspicious? Was he pretending?

None of these questioned showed on her face. Instead she dabbed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Oh, you're right, my dear," she said weakly. "Do you think the lawyer could cut her out of the will? I mean, I wouldn't want her to come to harm. Perhaps we could find a good solution for her, somewhere out of harm's way. The poor child can't help her vulgar ways. Good education cannot correct bad blood. But we mustn't let her taint our name or steal from you children. If we could only find a way to... make sure your father has no control over the will..."