It would not appear amongst the other presents, but he would have received it.
Just for a moment Druscilla stood indecisively in the hall. The carriage was waiting for her outside, her maid was adjusting the train of her dress and the footmen were looking at her with admiration in their eyes.
She could see herself in a mirror.
“You look very lovely, my child,” the Dowager had said before she had gone ahead in another coach.
“You look real wonderful, miss!” Rose exclaimed now. “You’ll have their eyes startin’ out of their heads!”
Quite suddenly the glittering reflection vanished.
Druscilla was only the drab, poorly dressed girl, scared, frightened and without security, running, running, terror-stricken from one place to another with no one to turn to and without even one friend she co
