Chapter 10About a week later, Jo was occupied at the desk in the almost empty room on the Strand. Between the three of them, the newly returned Cribbins, Jo, and Ben had transferred operations to Ben’s Piccadilly rooms, transforming a vestibule between the sitting room and the pantry into a makeshift office.
One last morning and I’m finished here, Jo thought with satisfaction, perusing the most recent sheaf of correspondence.
There was a sharp rap at the door, and with a sense of déjà vu, Jo looked up, his heart sinking rapidly as he regarded a smartly dressed young lady accompanied by an infant.
Even before she spoke, he rather wished this young person had waited until he was several streets away in Piccadilly where, with both Ben and Cribbins present, it would be highly unlikely that
