CHAPTER THREEMena was asleep in the armchair in her mother’s boudoir when Mrs. Mansforde came in.
She opened her eyes and jumped up.
“Oh, darling,” her mother said, “I told you not to stay up so late.”
“I have been asleep, Mama. Have you had a lovely evening?”
“It was wonderful,” her mother enthused. “It has been such fun and everybody was so kind to me.”
Mena looked at the clock.
“It’s very late for you, Mama.”
“I know, but I have never enjoyed myself so much.”
Mena helped her mother out of her evening gown and did not bother to ring for the maid.
She realised that being with a party of people who had been kind to her had made all the difference to her mother. Her eyes were sparkling and she looked years younger than when they had arrived.
“There are so many exciting things to d
