It was an unwritten rule of the legal profession that a barrister never asked a question that he did not already know the answer to, lest he not only look a fool but also hand the case over to his 'honourable friend' the opposing counsel. So it was with such a mind that Nate answered Amelia.

"You're welcome." In truth he could be welcome for any one of many things from being on her arm tonight, humouring her at this spectral soiree, or rescuing her from a life of abject poverty by marrying her. Yet in the comparative privacy of the terrace, Nate could indulge his ignorance. Who was she to tell "for what exactly?"