“How very odd. I can only assume she works in the stables but, still, to be seen in little more than a chemise and breeches is quite awkward for all.” Mary giggled. “I wish I were so daring.”
Polidori, always the gentleman, said nothing of the girl’s attire. “Did you notice the man that crouched in her wake?”
“I did—a man of gigantic proportions.”
“And a strikingly pleasant countenance.”
“Yes. I agree.”
Polidori led Mary up the slick stone steps that ran up the side of the crooked space. On the top landing, they paused to look upon the guests that followed. The view was dominated by top hats, ornamented coifs, and ribboned bonnets. Fans flared and flicked in excited conversation.
They took one last look at the night sky. The stars were invisible. Darkness roiled upon darkness as stor
