" She picked more furiously. It was hard to sit here awaiting Mr. Spurge with their shortfall when the full amount was waiting in an unoccupied guest room at the Rose. Mam reached over and laid her hand atop hers, quelling such industry. Tap, tap. The incessant rhythm crawled beneath her skin, and she shifted on her chair, pressing her lips shut. It wouldn’t do any good to say anything. "

― Michelle Griep , The Innkeeper's Daughter (The Bow Street Runners #2)