‘Lizzy darling, are you all right?’ ‘Oh, I’m fine, just recovering from the fit of blushing from Ren’s compliments.’ Louisa looked at Eliz...beth shrewdly, she knew Elizabeth had something of a past, but she allowed the comment to pass and instead said, ‘But on the subject of cards, I thought the remainder was ruined in the rain?’ ‘Oh that’s all right, I’ll have Ms. Dreyfuss introduce me…after all, we all know what her costume is, so there shouldn’t be much confusion.’ After some tea and gossip,. This was not the time for introspection. I understood, that again tonight, in the dark, I’d grieve. How long would the grief last? How long would I live? I knew that was the only real answer. It was Master’s laugh that brought me back to the present. I didn’t hear what’d made him laugh. But later that night, as Ed’s Camille washed my snotty face, she gleefully shared the episode with me. Apparently, Master’d walked up to Ronnie and standing toe to toe, his face contorted in anguish, remarked. “Best bet you somewhere to dry out and get warm” swung up behind her and urged his horse to move on. Macro was delighted to find the cave he recalled from former travels, the entrance high enough to ride the horse into. He dismounted, thethered the horse to an old tree branch growing out of the cave wall, and helped Alana down. She,d now regained her senses, but kept silent. “Do you not speak, c***d?” “Yes Sir Knight. I must thank you for saving my life!” She spoke in a musical voice. “Ah your. Clark asked. Jessica nodded. ‘Where is Danny?’ Mr. Clark wanted to know. Jessica sighed. ‘Like I told your brute squad here, I haven’t seen or talked to Danny in nearly six months,’ Jessica answered, feeling a bit like a broken record. Mr. Clark’s eyes widened. ‘You don’t expect me to believe that after getting you pregnant, Danny just took off?’ he asked skeptically. Jessica sighed again. ‘Danny doesn’t know. I found out after he left. He said he was leaving for a business trip somewhere.