Charles explained his plan to Mary, her eyebrows drew together as he told her about Elizabeth's experience at the park. She didn't understand it, Charles thought that there was something improper about the young man's interest in Elizabeth, that Elizabeth existed as an object of that kind of attention. Mary wasn't stupid, she knew very well where and how Charles had found Elizabeth and what he kept her for.
Silly boy, he seemed to have forgotten. Or was this the part of the something that had been changing with the weight of the inevitability that she was aware of, yet unable to give it a name. She could have found the young man without any effort, simply following the thin threads that were connected to him now that Charles had pointed them out to her.
She might have, if Charles h
