Epilogue
Elizabeth Fry peered through the bathroom keyhole watching Reverend Matthews soak himself up to his shoulders in hot bubbly water. She automatically averted her eyes as he climbed out, trying to be discreet but then remembered that nobody could see her and she repositioned her eye. The muscular vicar turned around, slowly drying himself with a warm towel and it was then that she saw the deep scars furrowed along his spine. The housekeeper gasped, her hand clasped tightly over her mouth so as not to let out a sound but she needn't have worried, the clergyman could hear nothing over the gurgling of the water draining out of his bath. Elizabeth waited until the man reached for his robe and then tiptoed silently downstairs.
Archie fumbled with the knot on his dressing-gown and then
