shaken by the discovery of the missing key. Marc could almost hear the wheels turning in her head.
âDo you have any idea who might have taken it or when?â
Mrs. Burgess shook her head.
âWhen did you last check to see if it was still in place?â
âI do so every few days,â she said with some of her former defiance. âThe safety of my girls is uppermost in my mind. It was there two days ago.â
âDid any of you girls see anyone who might have taken it in the past two days?â
They too shook their heads.
Finally it was Molly who spoke, looking not at Marc but at her mistress. âIt couldâve been Michael, couldnât it, Mum?â
âMichael?â Marc exclaimed. âWho in hell is Michael?â
Mrs. Burgess reddened. âI suppose I must tell you. I didnât see how it was of any importance earlier.â
âTell me what?â
âAbout Michael Badger. Heâs our bruiser. But I sent him packing yesterday morning.â
This announcement elicited cries of surprise from the girls and a gaggle of questions. Once they were calmed enough to listen to a rational explanation, Marc and Cobb leaned forward with fresh anticipation to hear what the mistress of the house had to say now.
âPlease continue,â Marc prompted, gently but firmly.
âMichaelâs the young man whoâs been acting as our bruiser off and on since last fall.â
âA bruiserâs usually a big fella who keeps the customers from flippinâ their wigs or bustinâ their flies,â Cobb explained to Marc. âMost of the cathouses and some of the rougher waterinâ holes keep one or two on a leash.â
âAnd Badger was this sort of protector?â Marc asked.
âYes,â Mrs. Burgess said. âNot that we needed much, mind. Youâve probably been wondering why I spent good money to buy land here and build an expensive residence for the trade.â
âThat question had entered my mind.â
âWell, the answer is simple. Itâs safer in here than in the town. We havenât got any policemen or sheriff to protect us in here, but we look out for one another. We got rules and we got people who will help see that theyâre followed.â
âWhy the bruiser, then?â
âAll of our callers are gentlemen, so we have little trouble there. But whenever a ship arrives or some hooliganâs just come into cash from thieving or gambling, sailors and the like come pounding on our doors and cursing at our windows, annoyed when they canât get in and threatening to wreak havoc. So, whenever we suspect there might be that sort of trouble, I send for Michael and he comes for the duration.â
âAnd he was intimidating enough to scare off any troublemakers?â
The girls whooped at this, and for the first time Marc caught a glimpse of the happier, youthful side of their personalities that had been cowed by grief and fear.
âHe was a big fella?â Cobb asked, which excited more giggles.
âMichael Badger is as tall as Mr. Edwards and a foot broader in the shoulders,â Mrs. Burgess said. âAnd heâs got a shock oforange hair as wild and shaggy as a lionâs mane. One look at him and theyâd run like rabbits.â
âWere you not worried that heâd intimidate your clients or pose a danger to the girls here?â
This comment induced more tittering.
âIn here, Michael was a softie, wasnât he, Mum?â Molly said.
Mrs. Burgess paused before saying, âI gave him strict instructions about his duties and deportment when I first took him on. I realized that the girls might be a temptation to him, so I specifically warned him that they were off limits. If he was desperate for a woman, I told him he could go on up to Madame Charlotteâs and Iâd pay the fare. I offered him a wage he couldnât hope to make anywhere else in the
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