"Well, that's perfectly understandable then. What woman hasn't wanted to kill her husband from time to time?" Phryne offered lightly and felt her concern receding. There was a story there, she felt certain, but no immediate threat. She needn't chase down a perhaps painful memory just now.

"Except me, of course, since I haven't one." That was cheerily said with a wave of her champagne glass. "You seem to be taking the separation rather well."