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Chapter Three-2
Because she did not wish to keep Lady Neyland waiting, she changed swiftly into a crisp muslin not unlike the one Heloise had worn at home, but this one had pale green ribbons instead of blue ones and the muslin was sprigged with tiny white flowers and pale green leaves. It was so pretty that Gilda felt it was a gown she would have worn at a smart garden party. But she knew that she would have to leave it to Emily to choose what she would wear normally and after thanking the maid she hurried back to Lady Neyland’s room. The newspapers lay on a stool not far from the chair where her Ladyship was sitting, but, when Gilda came towards her, she asked, “Tell me what you are wearing. I want to visualise you and one of the problems of being blind is that people forget that descriptions are ve
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