“Another loan,” she said gloomily. Connie supposed she’d grown tired of pricking her fingers taking the gowns up to fit her and adding ruffles to the sleeves of her shift. She couldn’t refuse it without upsetting Helena, so she let Saxton help her into the gown. This time it was pale blue, embroidered with tiny snowdrops around the hem and on the matching petticoat. She’d have thought the color not right for Helena but it suited Connie perfectly, the blue enhancing her eyes and contrasting with her dark gold hair. Taking her cue from her hostess, she didn’t powder her hair and wore the minimum of make-up. Helena said that powder made her sneeze and she only wore it when she had to but Connie suspected she didn’t like it because her mother had made her wear it all the time. She’d have felt the same. She went downstairs to meet Helena in the small parlor on the ground floor but she hadn’t arrived downstairs yet. Alex turned from contemplating the world outside the window and before she could mumble an excuse and leave, strode across the room and swept her into his arms.
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