Paper Woman: A Mystery Of The American Revolution - Plot & Excerpts
David's sigh sounded brittle. "Well, at least Hawthorne told us where we might find Dusseau. The Dragon and Phoenix Inn in St. Augustine. I wonder why he mentioned an uncle, Don Antonio Hernandez, in Havana, but didn't say anything about the woman in the black veil at the Church of Saint Teresa." Mathias shrugged. "Rendezvous plans change." "Horse shit. The whole affair reeks worse than a Savannah bawdyhouse in August. And who's that Luciano de Herrera fellow we're supposed to seek in St. Augustine?" Sophie said, "I don't know, but I've no desire to meet Herrera or travel to Havana. The way the Fates have operated thus far, I shouldn't be a bit surprised if a Spaniard turns out to be an agent for the Dutch and absconds with all the stones to Holland." "Ah, Holland, jumping on Britain's back along with France and Spain." David's chuckle was raspy. "You know, Sophie, you should pen your memoirs of this adventure." "No one would believe it, even if I were a man." He rose. "All right. I'm for sleep if my arm will let me." She studied him. "Is it worse? I can brew you more tea." "It was quite bearable until you poked at it before supper and changed the bandage." "Very well. You may change your own bandage from here on." "Thank you." He massaged his lower back. "Peter's gelding is odious. I shall be glad to have my horse back on the morrow." He walked off to clean his teeth. They were lucky to have extra horses, even those with cranky personalities, to give their own a break from the saddle every few days.
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