Chapter Seventeen
After luncheon, Aster said, “I’m going to Hatchards with Daphne and Clem. Would you like to come?”
“I can’t,” Violet said regretfully. She needed to finish sewing her new mask. The one she’d stitched together so hastily yesterday had barely held together last night.
Half an hour later, Rhodes looked into the blue parlor. “I’m going to start making that balloon now. Would you like to help?”
“I’d love to, but I can’t right now. I’ll come as soon as I can!”
Rhodes came into the room and closed the door. “How did it go with your thief last night?”
“We know who he is! Wintersmith is informing the victim today, to see what he wishes to do.” Violet hesitated, and then said, “I’m going to see him tonight. Wintersmith, I mean. To find out how it went.”
Rhodes looked as if h
