
“Good afternoon, Mrs. Emerson. Those were excellent biscuits!”
Gargery followed me back to the parlor, so closely he was almost treading on my heels, and began clearing away the tea things with glacial slowness.
Emerson went to the sideboard and poured the whiskey.
“Here you are, Peabody. We both deserve it, I believe, after that interview.”
“He can’t have been serious,” Nefret exclaimed. “Why on earth did you bother listening to such an absurd proposal?”
“I had my reasons,” said Emerson. He gave me a sidelong glance. “They were excellent reasons. That is all I can tell you.”
“Can, or will?” I inquired. A few sips of the genial beverage had restored my composure and a few ideas were simmering in my head.
“Can,” said Emerson, with considerable emphasis.
“Sworn to secrecy, were you?”
“Quite,” said Emerson, giving me a meaningful look.
“Ah,” I said.
“What on earth are you two talking about?” Nefret asked.
“I am waiting for your Aunt Amelia to tell ME what I am talking about,” said Emerson.
“Oh, very well,” I said. “Far be it from me to make you break your sworn word. You will not be guilty of that error if I tell you.”
“Precisely,” said Emerson, no longer attempting to conceal his smile.
“Please do, madam,” Gargery exclaimed. “I can’t stand the suspense much longer.”
There was no use ordering Gargery out of the room; he would only listen at the door.
“Confound it,” I muttered. “Why can’t they leave us alone? I suppose the meeting occurred last week, when you said you went up to London to work at the British Museum. What were you given this time? I don’t want any more cursed emeralds.”
“I was given nothing, Peabody. Not even the threat of a title. Apparently the royal family only pays on delivery.”
“Royal family,” said Gargery in dying tones. “Madam…”
I addressed Nefret instead of Gargery. She had been courteous enough to refrain from questions, though her wide blue eyes indicated her interest. “Some years ago we were able to be of service to her late Majesty in a delicate family matter. Upon its successful conclusion she summoned Emerson to Windsor and offered him a knighthood-which of course he refused.”
