"I am grateful for your advice, Sir Percival," he said.

"And Sir Percival was warning you not to make that rendezvous?"

"But shouldn't you have told it to Sir Percival, instead of letting him think we were newlyweds?"

The bigger fish, though, were reserved to Sir Percival's private judgment.

Because I have been with you for a very long time, Sir Percival.

Anne tells them that Sir Percival has a terrible secret.

Sir Percival sneezed, a small, neat sound, like a mouse with a cold.

Sir Percival's an eye for fine cloth, and his lady even more.

"But if Sir Percival knows the first rendezvous, won't he know the others, too?"

Sir Percival can't help shaking a leg as he hears the music in his head.