Carefully guarded, untouchable – her heart was like a museum piece James Elliott thwarted her at every turn, outmanoeuvring and outbidding her, scooping up art treasures before she could acquire them for San Francisco's Museum of American Art. Mary Lindsay McDonough decided to send him a letter of protest, a very cool, very professional letter – after she had written a poison pen letter – the letter she would have sent if she didn't have her reputation and that of the museum to consider. Unfortunately, distracted, she slipped the wrong letter into the envelope . . .
