At the Graustark Pavilion
Based on their previous experiences, Mercy wasn't so sure that the man's beliefs about the Vril women were all that unfounded. If the book was to be believed, it was the women that had all the power... at least, the vril power. Social, organizational and political power was another story.
What was starting to concern her was the Vril agenda. So far, they didn't really know what the Vril were trying to accomplish. Assassination seemed more in line with the Anarchists.
Anyway, those were the thoughts tumbling through her mind as she laid down to take a short nap.
"Hey, Grimsby, can you make sure we get up in about an hour? Wouldn't want to be late for our meeting."
Having been up all night now, she was asleep a minute after her head hit the pillow.