Lady Hathaway's House Party (1980) - Plot & Excerpts
It couldn’t be put off any longer, and the longer she waited the harder it became. “We’d better go,” she said to Mr. Henderson, and began patting her hair, smoothing down her gown and making sure she presented the best appearance possible. “Do I look all right?” she asked, turning around in a circle to be checked for torn hems, curls fallen loose or other unacceptable marks of her rusticity. “Good thing you asked. Here, you’ve got a button undone,” Arnold said, and began struggling to close a pearl button no bigger than a cherrystone. He turned as a foot falling on the crushed-shell walk leading from the stable distracted him. Belle turned with him to see over the top of the yew hedge a black head, unhatted, striding along. It could be Oliver, she thought, but there was no panic. She had learned long since that every black head she met and every tall, straight man ahead of her on the street was not her husband. A hundred times she had ducked into a doorway of a shop in Amesbury, thinking she saw Oliver coming toward her.
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