
The original woman who could not be a pal: Lady Lillith (painted by Dante Gabriel Rossetti (1828-1882) between 1866 and 1873)
Harry Eberhardt will tell you he has a way with women. Well, with normal, sensible women, i.e., women who see him as charming. Then there are those few women, unnatural creatures, who fail to be impressed with Harry’s sterling character and charming manners. Among those may be numbered the increasingly disturbing Persephone Désirée Arabia Nightfeather Sanderson, who appears to be laboring under some sort of curse, and the redoubtable Valerie Theodora Thompson, Harry’s boss on his current assignment, who’s much more dangerous to Harry than any curse could be. So it’s a pity for Harry that these are the two women he has to spend the day with. As Harry would tell you, “Women are not pals” in chapter 11 of Magician’s Misfortune, my weekly serialized story about a government magician down on his luck in a demon hunt.
We’ve managed to ‘marry’ two of my favourite ‘people’ in one piccie-sweetner. Though, of course, Lilith wasn’t a proper person. You do know her story? First husband of Adam, joined hip-to-hip, she sold her soul to the devil to be free of him. Yez, for women. hey! As for Gabriel . . . art-wise he can do no wrong. So thank you for this lovely merging of delights. And now to read this week’s installment. (Actually, Lilith is extremely apt for this story.)