Eliza's eyes narrowed as she took in the newcomer. Her acquaintance of the previous evening, who seemed all too ready to defend the blaspheming masses.

"No gentleman would speak in such a way before a lady," she said icily. She was not familiar with his innuendo, but she was alone in a room with a gentleman to whom she was not related; she could imagine its thrust well enough. (Wrong though she was.) "If this is your house, sir, do please allow me to apologize for presuming upon your hospitality, and I shall leave it at once. If it is not, then you are not welcome in this room."