"Your guide vanished? How horrible!" Henrietta crinkled her brow. "Where is the rest of your party? Surely someone must be able to contact him, perhaps?"

She wasn't entirely certain about the rifle but at least she was polite. Henrietta had to give her that. "Henrietta Clarke, Chicago." she replied, and dipped her head. "... Wisconsin?" she added, as though a piece of the puzzle had been added.