Chapter Ten
Violet restored Freddy’s bandbox to its hiding place as soon as darkness fell. The streets were busy, London’s inhabitants heading out to indulge in an evening of pleasures. Violet’s brother and sister were among those pleasure seekers, invited to make up a party at Vauxhall Gardens with their cousins, but Violet had pleaded tiredness. Her eyes were gritty, her head ached, and now that Freddy’s collection was back in its place, all she wanted was to go to bed. She flew back across Mayfair, passing over Hanover Square, where Lord Abbishaw resided.
A man walked down Abbishaw’s steps and set off across the square. As he passed beneath a streetlamp, Violet caught a glimpse of his face.
It was Giles Abbishaw.
Violet stopped thinking quite so much about her headache. When Giles t
