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Chapter 2
Chapter 2Shani didn’t need more dresses, least of all those made in Paris, but she needed to be on the continent. She was sorrier than she could say Papa had broken his ankle, but this actually would have worked well for her except for the fact Mrs Lancaster had managed to weasel her way into going on their trip. She tapped her foot impatiently. Why did Mrs Lancaster have to come with them? Shani had been a day student at Granthley, and Lydia Lancaster had been in her form. They’d become friendly, although not as friendly as Lydia might have liked, not that Shani would have ended their friendship over such a minor detail as whom Lydia might love. Lydia accepted it, and they settled into being fast friends. And Shani truly didn’t begrudge Lydia having a Paris gown, but any other time woul
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