“You ought to know by now I am impulsive,” he reminded her.
“Just as long as you are feeling better,” Clara flapped. “Now, I really must…”
Captain O’Harris’ good-natured laugh followed her from the room. Clara reached the head of the stairs and had walked two steps down before she allowed herself a smile. A warm buzz of excitement and happiness raced through her. Clara knew a new adventure was beginning for her, and this one did not involve any sort of crime. Now that was very satisfying.
The End
Further Clara Fitzgerald Mysteries
Memories of the Dead
Flight of Fancy
Murder in Mink
Carnival of Criminals
The Poisoned Pen
Grave Suspicions of Murder
The Woman Died Thrice