“Don’t get me wrong. Your counsel is always appreciated, Ma’am.”
The man, though outwardly kinder, frustrates her. It’s the female counterpart that she trusts more. Call it woman’s intuition, or call it a general distrust of the average white male. Daisy rests a hand on her hip, tilting her head inquisitively. “But just how did you come by this information?”
;⚜—ℒ⊱
“ Sometimes, miss Fitzroy, it is better not
to know the circumstances from which
knowledge often comes. Simply ac-
cept it, do with it as you please, and
understand that it is ultimately irrele-
vant how one stumbles across this. “
Their interactions have never before been more than a simple
nod of the head, perhaps a secret smile behind Comstock’s
back during one of Rosalind’s numerous visits to the house
before the poor girl had been in the wrong place at the wrong
time–but now that Rosalind finds herself in a state of existence
which allows her to come and go as she so chooses, she has
decided it is time to catch up with the once charming young lady.