“I made certain Exley knew what happened to her and why. He was guilt-stricken, I am happy to say, and I hope it haunts him. Inspector McGregor was not kind to him, but as I say, an arrest won’t stick. Though he’ll be watched.”

I sank back. “I am glad the children are all right. More than glad. I was sick at heart for them.” I closed my eyes, basking in the realization that all was truly well. When the coach rounded the corner and started for High Holborn, I opened my eyes again. “Miss Townsend is safe too, I am pleased to relate.”

“Yes, Thanos told me. I brought him in to explain to Lord Russell and McGregor about the swindle. Thanos said Miss Townsend had returned home and he is eager to see what she’s painted. He also went on and on about the tea he’d been invited to yesterday with Mrs. Bywater. He’s quite taken with your cooking.”

“Hardly surprising. The poor man does not eat well.” I slid my hand from Daniel’s. Hardly proper for him to hold it.

“There is more,” Daniel went on. “Inspector McGregor’s faith in the police of Bethnal Green was not misplaced. They did find the men who struck the blows that killed Nurse Betts. They’re well known in the area as great brutes, and McGregor made certain they were taken in. Those arrests will certainly stick.”

I sat up. “I am glad. Though it won’t help Nurse Betts. Or your brother.”

“Justice will be meted,” Daniel said, going quiet. “According to the men brought in, Naismith knew exactly who Nurse Betts was—that is, he knew she was connected with Errol, and dear to him. Which means he knows who Errol is and his connection with Carter.”

“Oh.” I went cold. Mr. Naismith, Daniel had told me before, had wanted to murder everyone connected with Mr. Carter. He’d not realized, apparently, that Daniel had survived, or even who Daniel was. But if he’d discovered Mr. Fielding’s identity, he might know about Daniel.

“Exactly,” Daniel said grimly. “He was sending a message to Errol, a warning. Not that my brother will heed that warning.”

“Do you think Mr. Naismith knows who you are?”

Daniel rubbed his forehead. “I have no idea, Kat. I’ve tried to evade him for years, at first fearing he’d recognize me as one of Carter’s associates, and then wanting to remain in the shadows while I plotted my revenge.” He let out a breath. “That may be all for nothing now.”

“Have a care, please.” I reached for his hand again, propriety vanishing with my worry. “I would not like this dangerous man to decide to come after you.”

“Nor would I.” Daniel squeezed my fingers. “Or send me a message by harming you. Promise me you’ll stay indoors as much as you can, Kat.”