The wave of memory had submerged me for a whole minute, while I'd just sat staring and let it all come flooding back.
Och, they suit you, Queenie! Promise me you'll wear them.
Looking up at the stars and smoking in silence.
I ken who you are! You're Strathfearn's granddaughter. Julie Stuart, is it? Och, aye, Lady Julia! Well then, Lady Julia, tell me -- who don't you deserve a glass of water?
Inspector Milne's suspicious prying appeared to have awakened her inner Bolshevik, and so I discovered my own lady mother is not above quietly circumventing the law.