“I do.”
“Why?”
“The Miss Minerva part of me desires it.”
“Indeed.”
“Yes. He’s got to do one or two things for Miss Minerva without knowing that I’m Miss Minerva. That is why I bolted into the parlour yesterday. Just as I was stepping into Jellybrand’s I happened to see Sir Tiglath and he happened to think he saw me.”
“Only to think?”
“Yes. He is not certain. I saw that by the expression of his face. He was wondering whether I was me—or is it I?—or not. I didn’t give him time to be certain. I rushed into the parlour.”
“You did.”
“So it’s all right. Frederick Smith would never betray a client.”
“Really?”