“I certainly do not feel pretty when I look at you,” Lorena declared in all sincerity.
The Marchioness was looking very beautiful in a gown of Nile-blue tulle that accentuated the red of her hair.
She wore a necklace and a small tiara of aquamarines, which had just become fashionable and a bracelet of the same stones on her wrist.
She smiled at the compliment, but before she could reply, Lord Gilmour joined them, saying,
“Daisy is showing off like a peacock with two tails! But, as far as I am concerned, there is only one beautiful woman in the room and that is you, Enid!”
There was a note in his voice that made Lorena look at him in surprise.
Then, as she saw the expression in his eyes, she drew in her breath.
Lord Gilmour was in love with the Marchioness of Trumpington!
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