She then picked up her embroidery silks, wiped her scissors, which she saw with distaste had a touch of blood on their points, and went back to her own room.
She rang the bell and when Lucy appeared she said,
“Would you ask Mrs. Kingston if the cover from the Duchesse’s bed can be brought here for me to work on it?”
“Yes, of course, miss,” Lucy replied.
Olinda was sure that Felix Hanson would tell the Dowager Countess that he had not been aware that she was in the bedroom and she thought that, if later her Ladyship went to find out the truth for herself, she would find no one there.
It was just a question of timing if she was found working in her own room and it might substantiate his story and allay any suspicion the Dowager Countess might have.
She loathed with every tissue of her
