Malou would rest easier at his assurances, she realized, her face softening in the relief she couldn't say as Mrs. Bagshot joined them.

The rest of tea passed amiably as Mrs. Bagshot and Mr. Prewett spoke of this or that. For the first time in a long time Malou found that she was enjoying a social call. Her eyes sneaking glances at Mr. Prewett as she sipped her second cup of tea, the occasional murmur of agreement all that was required to her.