"I cannot believe that, Horatio," Tamara replied quickly, attempting to dismiss his concerns. "If I were a small child, well, I would just adore... " Her words trailed off as she considered what she was saying.

"Yes?" William prompted her gleefully.

"Quiet, Will," she said with a glare. Gravely, she turned back to Lord Nelson. "I see what you mean, Horatio. Your... injuries might be unsettling to some children."

Lord Nelson nodded miserably. "It is truly an... affliction."

He bowed to Tamara. "Begging your pardon, Miss Swift," he intoned. "I shall make myself useful and proof-read Stained Scarlet while you are on your journey." And then he, too, was gone.