Chapter Two
“I am very excited, Sister Antoinette,” Trina enthused as they drove away from the Station in the Duc’s magnificent carriage drawn by two horses.
“I am sure you are, Trina,” Sister Antoinette agreed in her calm quiet voice. “But, as the Mother Superior has always said, we must learn to control our emotions.”
Trina flashed her a little smile and replied,
“That is difficult to do when I have not seen Mama for over a year. I am sure she will think that I have altered.”
“I expect she will,” Sister Antoinette nodded. “You are much taller for one thing and you are certainly not as thin as you were when you first came to us.”
Trina laughed.
“I was ‘all skin and bone’, my Governess used to say and especially just before I left England, because I had whooping cough that winter. W
