“That is splendid! Goodbye, dearest! If I ever want you again, I know you will not fail me.”
She kissed Pandia’s cheek, then walked away and went into the bathroom.
For a moment Pandia could hardly believe that she had left her.
Then, as Yvette fastened her cape in the front and pulled her veil over her face, she was aware that it was the end. She picked up her own gloves and the worn handbag and Yvette, as if she must obey her Mistress, opened the bedroom door for her.
Only as Pandia passed her did she say softly,
“Bonne chance, m’mselle! I pray!”
“Thank you, Yvette.”
Then she was walking down the passage and down the stairs to the hall.
Because Mrs. Henderson was obviously of no importance the butler was not there to see her off, only the footman and there was no red carpet on th
