Wenda sat down at the writing table as well and picked up another piece of paper and his pen.
“Now explain to me exactly what you want.”
Robbie drew in his breath.
“I have been trying to remember all the details of what is expected and what happened when I stayed with the Devonshires and the Sutherlands.”
“I am writing it down, so don’t leave anything out.”
“First of all His Royal Highness is insistent that we go to great pains to maintain appearances in front of the servants.”
Wenda looked up with surprise, but stayed quiet.
“You know as well as I, Wenda, the servants talk and it is very difficult to prevent it.”
“Of course it is, but if all those ladies wish to be anonymous here, I don’t think they will know very much about them in the village.”
“The housemaids will have to dres
