Chapter 173

• I thank you for your mercy. Return and tell her that I shall have bird's nest soup and allow her to rest comfortably."
• "Well." Amelia frowned with embarrassment. "Miss Whitmore, you know your wife's temperament. She dislikes people who speak lies most. If she were to know that I spoke a lie, she would certainly not let me depart. You'd best have it, even if you merely take a sip.".
• These words made me even more alert. "Why does Amelia want to see me eat? Is there indeed something fishy in the bird's nest?"