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264 pages, Kindle Edition
First published April 22, 2021
"I say," Mary Adelaide said reproachfully, "what fun you are all having without me! I insist on being included! What is it, anyway? Have you found that dreadful little man with the bombs?"
"Oh, Sharp!" May whispered from the darkness above me. I realised my head was resting in her lap. "You are alive!"
"Yes," I said, wincing, "but are you?"
His voice was desperate. "They're going to incinerate your Queen, my Emperor, and the German fruitcake. Tell me you have a plan, Sharp."
Seized by the handful and thrown into the [vampire's] eyes, it results in a great deal of pain and an abrupt disruption of dining arrangements.
"Where can I find him?"
"Oh, he lives somewhere on the Rue Marcadet, but so do all the angry young men in Paris."
"A woman may want things that are not good for her, without being fool enough to take them."
He entered, reaching up to take off his bowler hat; and then stilled in astonishment as he beheld the tableau: Anton slouching villainously against the wall, May fainting in a chair, and me ransacking the room in search of smelling salts.
"Miss Sharp," he sighed, "I was away for a mere half hour! What now?" I located the needful in a box upon the mantle-piece, and sent him my sweetest smile. "I hope you packed a tailcoat, Short. We're off to a wedding!"