Harry took a deep breath, holding it for a moment to fend of the red gathering behind his eyes. "Fine." He said, turning Nell back to face the young lady. "Nell, this is Miss Mary Roper, my sister. I ain't seen her for as long as you've been alive. She's come to see me so I can get her employer off her. Mary, this is Nell Abbot, best in the business, when he ain't cheekin' me." He said, "Now, is that sorted, the pair of you?" He said, clearly still irritated.