‘Unbelievable! Taken in so fast, by such a simple trick. Well, my father used to say that one moment of misjudgement at the Revel is worth ten at any other time.’ Locke bowed deeply to her, taking one hand and kissing it. ‘I doubt him not at all, Doña Sofia. Not at all.’ Smiling amiably, he bowed to her once more, then turned to shake hands with her husband.