Eyes low, she sat down at the piano and listened as Eddie began to introduce himself and his orchestra. He left his most recent member to last.
When she heard him mention “our new pianist Miss Harrietta Reed,” she was forced to turn round and nod.
In that one moment, she became aware of Nanny’s thunderstruck gaze.
Eddie lifted his baton and the music began. After a few bars it was evident that the evening was
going to be a success. Henrietta could sense the tapping feet, the smiles and the muttered approval.
After the final number, the applause was prolonged and enthusiastic.
Eddie insisted on leading Henrietta to the front of the dais. Her shy curtsy was in puzzling contrast to her gaudy make-up and plunging décolletage.
The audience, mainly the men, responded heartily. Many stood
