Splendor dragged on her shoes, ruined after last night's storm. Unwearable in fact. She'd have to buy a new pair now with what pitiful money she'd left and not look on it as an extravagance either.Well, she'd pawn his bloody watch. Good for Topaz for stealing it. If only she'd stolen more. That check. The contents of his wallet. Imagine ruining these shoes. What utter folly.Over him.She should just have paid Mrs. Hanney to say she'd left London instead of running like a chicken with ...