It was pleasant to talk with someone – even a lady’s maid.‘Madam’s success was complete,’ said Mrs Armistead, helping her mistress into her nightgown. ‘That much I gathered from the remarks. I could not help overhearing from the noble company.’‘Yes, Armistead, the Prince quite clearly enjoyed the play.’‘And admired Madam.’Perdita laughed lightly. ‘He is a very young man.’‘And a prince, Madam.’‘As you say, Armistead, a prince.’‘And the company tonight, Madam … it was more brilliant than we usually entertain.’‘It was a special occasion.’‘Madam will no doubt wish to hire a butler if er … if we are frequently to have such noble guests.’Perdita drew her brows together. She had her commitments. A mother, a child and the ever demanding Mr Robinson who had to be paid to be kept in the background. Her clothes were a vast expense, but necessary, of course, to her profession. A woman with her reputation for beauty must never be seen in public except in the most becoming garments – and these were apt to be the most expensive.
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