Mary cringed when she heard Nell's voice and watched Harry go from dread furious to half as startled as she was. Oh this was a disaster and no mistaking. The Dark Queen showing up and if she knew Harry had a boy for a lover she'd never let him go.
She jumped when Harry touched her arm and met his look with shock. She took a breath and shoved herself into the story. Nell was a girl and Harry's mistress and... "I sodding well will not be asked to get your strumpet her in her damned dress, Harry Fisher. She's got two hands," Mary stomped her foot as her eyes narrowed mutinously. It was a look she knew well enough from Anna. "I suppose you'll be askin I do the washing and the floors next?" Mary shoved away from her brother and fled up the stairs, and towarrd Harry's room. Nell needed to be dressed and warned quick. Her own children didn't know how to handle Anna, a stranger didn't hardly stand a chance.
She grabbed Nell's elbow on her way by. "Come on. Fast," she whispered, hoping the boy was going to be bright enough to know when to run when danger was around.