Of course -- sweet maid like her. Molly had a tongue in her head but she'd seemed nothing but good and true to the soldier. Virtuous. Not that he'd find aught wrong with her if she wasn't but...

The woman had heart and she didn't seem to hide it. Sharpe liked that about her. Even this banter slip-up felt soaked in honesty.

"More's the pity for your admirers, Miss Molly."