"You are welcome in this house," she says, very firmly. "You are welcome and you must come in! I am Maria like the Magdalene! And you"—the woman breaks off and throws her arms around the Inspector, almost lifting her off her feet across the threshold and unexpectedly imparting for a moment the sensation of a small, muscular bosom beneath the robe—"you are my Ronald’s daytime wife! Yes?" A huge smile. "You are the bad Inspector who always makes a mess of his schedule. Ronald! Ronald! Mielikki Neith is here! Put on your clothes, I will make tea. Camomile," she adds to Neith, "but trust me, you will like it. In, in, in, come in!"