She donned a pair of hard-soled, sensible shoes she'd scrubbed with dirt from the garden to remove their shine. Giles accompanied her, but he wore his own clothing rather than his servant's livery. The people she planned to visit tonight loved their children and most were appreciative of her efforts, but they had a distrust of the nobility and the wealthy. So she did her best to downplay her social position and blend in with theirs. With Giles carrying her heavy satchel, Amelia slipped out a side door of Sudbury House and hurried out to the street. Before proceeding further, she donned an old, mismatched scarf to hide her features in case any of her brother's neighbors happened along. As a further precaution she abandoned the straight-backed posture she'd perfected in finishing school and hunched forward as she walked. When they reached Saint Paul's Cathedral, Giles stepped ahead of her to open the heavy wooden doors. Amelia nodded her thanks as she stepped inside. She continued on to a smaller chapel reserved for her use.
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