CHAPTER SEVEN“There are ever so many presents arrived for you, miss,” Rose announced excitedly as she brought Druscilla her breakfast tray.
“Oh dear!” Druscilla sighed. “That means more letters of thanks.” But quickly she added, “That sounds ungrateful. I am really delighted to have – so many wonderful gifts.”
“They are indeed magnificent, miss,” Rose agreed with a note of awe in her voice.
Downstairs in the Blue Salon all the presents had been unpacked with the card bearing the giver’s name attached to each by a piece of white ribbon.
Druscilla knew that the guests who were to attend the Wedding would be not only curious but critical of the presents that she and the Marquis had received.
She was well aware that the quality of the gifts and the extravagance of many of them were entire
