The unspoken words seemed the loudest in the room as they made light conversation and readied for their trip to the gallery. The sudden change in plans created havoc with her emotions. When Con suggested they all visit the gallery together, guilt and anticipation flooded her heart in equal measure. In the end, anticipation won the battle. Now as she waited in the drawing room for the arrival of the Highborough barouche, Isabelle flitted from one corner of the room to the other. She startled and almost dropped her gloves when the butler entered to announce Lady Newby. The elderly woman moved into the room, the unmistakable thud of her cane preceding her approach. Meredith stepped forward, a greeting on her lips. ‘Giddy, it is lovely to see you. Come in.’ ‘Good morning, ladies. I cannot stay long, so do not call for tea. I wanted to assure you I have secured your names on Lady Stanton’s guest list for tomorrow evening. Her parties are always enjoyable, albeit slightly unconventional.
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