"But I haven't."
"You're risking one."
"On your account?"
She nodded.
He had not the brazenness to attempt a direct denial.
"Why should you think so?" he hedged.
"Seraph, dear child, I couldn't help seeing the way she took your bow. I got you that cut."
"She doesn't cut Toby," he objected. "And he and I are equally incriminated."
"There is a difference."
"Is there?"