“I am indeed!” Jabina said, “and, having missed my breakfast, I am hungry. Bring me one of those delicious brioches at the same time.”
“I will, m’mselle,” the maid replied.
She left the room while Jabina put the last finishing touches to her hair and admired the elegant lines of her new gown.
It was of green muslin, extremely simple and designed with a skill that made it, with its green velvet ribbons from Lyon, chic and elegant.
There were frills of lace around the hem and the small puff sleeves were fashioned entirely of the same lace.
For the daytime it was very transparent and Jabina could not help wondering what her father and her acquaintances in Scotland would say if they could see her.
She was quite certain that they would be deeply shocked!
She was smiling at the thought wh
