The Chinese lady’s maid had unpacked for Letty as soon as they came aboard and offered to do the same for Dorinda. But the few possessions she had with her she preferred to arrange herself.
The new dresses, all soft grey with white collars and cuffs, looked very suitable for her position as Letty’s companion and made her appear the shadowy figure that she wished to be.
But in her trunks what interested her far more than her new gowns were a number of books.
Some she had bought in London and some she had newly discovered in the library at Alderburne Park.
In London she had taken time off from pandering to Letty to visit not only a bookshop in St. James’s Street but also the British Museum.
Dorinda must have been twelve when she first realised that she was intelligent. It had been broug
