Phryne stifled a laugh against Jack's chest. "Mmm, it seems you'll have to hold that thought, darling." Because if she laughed in Jack's arms, she still knew the sound of Dot in distress well enough to immediately deliver a kiss and then rise.

She grabbed the silk dressing gown that lay over the end of the bed and quickly slipped into it. She was still wrapping it around her waist when she murmured, "Fortune willing, I'll be back before you can miss me," in Jack's direction as she slipped out through the door.