There were to be two orchestras, one of which was a gypsy band that had already become famous in London and at the end of the evening fireworks would be let off over the lake.
“It will be thrilling, Mama, I know it will be thrilling,” Celita had enthused to her mother.
“I am sure it will be, dearest,” the Countess agreed. “And I feel it will be your ball as much as Judy’s, since you do everything together.”
“At least we shall have all our special friends there,” Celita had said, thinking of Clive Cunningham, “whilst in London Lord Waterforde will be entertaining people none of us know.”
“That is true,” the Countess had remarked, “and I am making you a very special gown which you can wear at both balls.”
Judy’s gowns were to come from the most expensive shop in Bond Street and Celita k
