Chapter Forty-Two
Violet pounced on Wintersmith the moment he set foot in the alley. “What happened?” she demanded. “Tell me!”
Wintersmith moved deeper into the shadows and proceeded to narrate the events of the past few hours. Violet listened, agog. “I saw that!” she cried. “Saint came storming back across Hanover Square. I’ve never seen anyone in such a high dudgeon! Go on, go on, tell me what happened next!”
“Very little,” Wintersmith said. “Except that the baron declared he won’t hold silent.”
Violet clapped her hands in delight. “Excellent! What did Lord Abbishaw say to that?”
“Nothing. He was quite overset by it all. Devereux took Giles off to his club. They’ll spread the tale, I have no doubt.”
“I shall too!” Violet declared. “If I may, that is?”
Wintersmith considered this r
