The Turn of the Screw

[Honoria Urquart]

The redhead nodded, not trusting herself to speak and not certain there was anything left to be done. Circumstances were farfetched and sudden enough that preparing a plan could not be done on the spot—at least with the agreement, she had time to come up with something before matters got worse.

[Cecelia Yaxley]

Cecelia reluctantly fell silent at the threat. She'd spent long enough locked away in an institution to know that being obedient would save her later misery. She also didn't want to be sent back there and that coupled with being deprived of seeing her one and only child made her sobs instantly reduce to quiet shuddering gasps as she tried to cease and desist as quickly as possible.

  

[Prometheus Yaxley]

This had gone better than he had hoped. "I'll take her away now," Prometheus said. He supposed that he ought to say something inspiring to his sister-in-law - he was only sort of counting Cecilia in that category - but could not think of anything. "Goodbye, Honoria."

He was content to let Clementine have her exams and her Coming Out in peace. He was in no rush to introduce Cecilia to anyone else, now that she was here.