Emond's face changed at her words, but he recovered quickly. "No."

Christina poked her head out and said, "Really?"

Her hand touched Emond's finger and she drew back.

The man's eyes darken. He lowered his head, holding the alcohol cotton to continue to help her wipe the wound, coated with ointment and gave her a gauze wrap.

"What did Fanny say to you when she came to see you this afternoon?" He asked.

Christina looked at him and wondered why it was only now that you were confirming what Fanny had done to her that afternoon.

Is it too late?

When she said nothing, he asked, "Did she say anything...