Chapter TwoLady Genevieve Rodney looked at the gown that was being held up for her by Madame Madeleine, the most expensive dressmaker in London, and she could not repress a little cry of pleasure.
“It is ravishing!” she exclaimed.
“I was sure your Ladyship would think so,” Madame Madeleine replied. “It arrived only yesterday from Paris and I knew as soon as I opened the box that it would suit your Ladyship better than anyone else.”
“I am sure it is very expensive,” Lady Genevieve remarked a little doubtfully.
She knew that the lace that trimmed the off-the-shoulder corsage à la Grecque, encircled in three deep flounces the full skirts and attached to the dress with knob roses, was the finest Venetian.
She was also well aware that the Earl had paid Madame Madeleine’s outstanding and ou
