Goodness, how wise she was to have come by herself, Fury thought, the second Flint opened the Blue Chamber door. Just look at him, expecting Susan, not her. Susan who might have melted and told him things--asked him things, at any rate, like had he ever abandoned a woman on Fishside Wharf? And then she would have made all manner of three in her two-and-two together sums.

His lazy grin hardened.

"Welcome to my humble abode, sweetheart. To what do I owe this very great ...