For her grandmother had been an acknowledged beauty, and she knew she would never be that. Armand had discovered that she had something—something that had appealed to him while they were alone together—but apparently it wasn’t enough to keep him in thrall. Which shouldn’t really surprise her now that she had seen Diane Montauban. But she felt surprised and disturbed by this news that within a few days they were all likely to be scattered. And whether or not she should accept Lady Pen’s invitation she couldn’t make up her mind just then. For only that morning she had been thinking of spending the rest of her life with Armand...! Helen Mansfield joined them after breakfast—she broke her fast on fruit juice only, in order to preserve a figure that had more than once threatened to get out of hand—and Caroline was glad that Christopher said nothing more about going off together for the day. Lady Pen sat and sunned herself on the terrace, rested in the afternoon in her room as she always did, and in the evening spoke to Caroline about accompanying them to Paris.
