Fury stared straight ahead. To add to everything, in her haste to rush here, she'd flung the veil over her straw hat. Only now did she realize that she looked like a beekeeper.

Well? Couldn't she happily deal with that for starters? After all, Frau Berthe hadn't been mortified, had she, at finding him here with two women? No, because no doubt she'd been run off her feet all week, showing women up the stairs and down. No doubt her only astonishment was that Fury here made it ...