"Once I am in London I shall be celebrating, for I will be well rid of you, and the rest of this lot. I fear your lice might be catching."

Through the corner of her eye Reinette watched the guard resume his pacing. It proved not a moment to soon as a gust on wind threatened her hat. She moved to secure it.

Softly.

"I never said I did not like it. Only that it was odd."