The Tilsit Inheritance

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«Please tell me,» Ginny said. «I was away from Tilsit... your father had gone... she sent for me. Il found her badly injured about the head...» Mark turned and kicked a fallen ember back into the grate with his toe. «For God's sake,' he cried suddenly. Do we have to go all through this again ? The woman was disfigured. Does it matter how ?» But it did matter. To Ginny at least it was further proof of the terrible tragedy of Tilsit... yet another side to the monstrous embrace of the inheritance...