She was trying to adjust the wimple, dragging at it and fighting with her loosened hair. Where was the message? Where was Gerald? Until he came back, what was there for her to do? Eh bien, it made no sense to do anything. It probably still wouldn’t help. She sat on the edge of the bed —the wardress was too busy with the flood of arrivals that day to discover that she had it down—and her skin was shivering from the contact of these garments. ” “There will be some coffee and music in the drawing-room in a few minutes,” Mrs.
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