“And do you know what our grandmother said?” “No.” “She said, ‘But, Sinclair, that’s where you are mistaken. Elvie means nothing to you except as a source of income. You’ve made a life for yourself in London and you would never want to live here. Elvie will go to Jane.’” And so this was how I came into it. This was the final piece of the jigsaw and now the picture was complete. “So that’s why you want to marry me. To get your hands on Elvie.”
Ah, the cad!
