What had never occurred to her was that married women should be unfaithful to their husbands and it most certainly did not come into the normal life she lived.
People occasionally spoke of young men in London like the Prince of Wales pursuing pretty women and Karla in her innocence did not think that it meant any more than paying them extravagant compliments, kissing their hands and giving them presents.
Now she thought that when her sister appeared she would somehow look different and she would be changed from the way she had looked yesterday.
Penelope, however, slept until after ten o’clock.
When she appeared she was looking, Karla thought, even lovelier than usual.
She had been sure that there would be something different about her. If only because she was ashamed at what she had
