"Well, good, I will leave you to screw your brains on, or whatever. When you're ready to return, please join us in the music room." The poor girl needed comfort, and Millie gently squeezed her hand before offering her a bright smile. With one last glance at a deflated Haven, she turned and flounced after the other women, determined not to fall asleep during what promised to be a dull affair.

Entering the music room behind Melisande, she followed the handsomely dressed ...