Jealousy reared its ugly head in her, but Avice had to control it. Now wasn't the time. she had to defend herself and for that she was going to throw Emma under the carriage. Avice had to do something to save herself. If this was proven, then she would be hanged. Why were things going down when all she wanted was some happiness?
"I swear that she gave it to me!" she said in a shaky voice. "She insisted that I take it because she wants to give something to us and she is afraid that Lord Lazarus wouldn't give anything to us."
