Chapter ThreeThe Earl, driving his phaeton down a somewhat scruffy street into which he knew the back doors of the Bond Street shops opened, thought he had been very clever.
One glance at the little milliner he had seen the day before told him that she was even more alluring than he remembered and her hair particularly was a colour that was unique.
He realised that it was a hue chorus girls attempted to attain with the use of dye-pots, only to be disappointed.
There was no doubt that in the milliner’s case it was natural and a perfect frame for her large eyes.
She was very thin and it gave her a spiritual grace that made Lady Adelaide look heavy and somewhat clumsy.
The Earl was far too shrewd to stare too obviously across the shop or appear to be interested in anything except the lad
