“Right, so heavy fabric,” Conrad muttered after she finished.
“And used for curtain calls?”Roger asked.
“The theater,” Sage explained.“Velvet.”
And then, as one, Conrad and Sage shouted, “Tip the velvet!”
Harriet cackled.“Yes!”
“You can’t pretend you couldn’t know that one,” Emrys said to the Ladies Fitzhugh with a smirk.
“Tip!”Keelan said after a long moment.“The tip of the blade and to tip something onto the floor.I get it now.”
“How is that salacious?”Cyril asked with a frown.
Fern chuckled.“I’ll explain it to you later.”
Harriet gave another hoot of laughter and Cyril turned bright red when he seemed to realize what sort of an explanation that was bound to be.
“Right,” Roger said loudly.“Onthatnote, we really ought to go to bed now.”
“Indeed,” Emrys drawled.“What a good note to end on.Harriet, my congratulations.We ought to end every evening with suggestions for what to do after.”
“Do not encourage her,” Roger groaned.
Everyone began to get up and file out of the room.Conrad turned to Sage with a grin.“Still the reigning champions of salacious riddles,” he said.
“Mm.It’s nice to have something to one’s name, I suppose.”
