It was a rather odd question, but her giggles seemed different in tone than the previous time they'd met — Miss Greengrass was drunk, or at least drunker than August was. He was not going to point this out to her, obviously, but it did explain the question. (Well — sort of. Why was Miss Greengrass interested in his being alone?)

"I am alone this evening," August admitted, with an easy smile, "And yourself?"

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