Forbidden
“It was, as Henry pointed out, the haunt of footpads, highwaymen and any number of criminals. Margery had chosen it for the good food and because they knew her there.
“You do not strike me as the sort of female to frequent a place like this, Miss Mallon,” Henry said as they stopped in front of an ancient black-beamed and white-plastered building that boasted a battered wooden signboard above the door. “You seem far too respectable for such a flash house.”
“I’m far too respectable to freq...uent a bawdy house,” Margery said, “but you found me in one.”
“So I did,” Henry said. Amusement glinted in his eyes. “What an unusual woman you are, Miss Mallon.”
He opened the door to usher her inside. The air was so thick with the smell of pipe smoke it almost made Margery choke. Her eyes watered, and the smell of strong ale and warm bodies caught in her throat.
The taproom was packed with men and a few women.MoreLess
“You do not strike me as the sort of female to frequent a place like this, Miss Mallon,” Henry said as they stopped in front of an ancient black-beamed and white-plastered building that boasted a battered wooden signboard above the door. “You seem far too respectable for such a flash house.”
“I’m far too respectable to freq...uent a bawdy house,” Margery said, “but you found me in one.”
“So I did,” Henry said. Amusement glinted in his eyes. “What an unusual woman you are, Miss Mallon.”
He opened the door to usher her inside. The air was so thick with the smell of pipe smoke it almost made Margery choke. Her eyes watered, and the smell of strong ale and warm bodies caught in her throat.
The taproom was packed with men and a few women.MoreLess
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