CHAPTER FOURWhen the Manageress realised who Tania was, she was delighted that she had come to them.
“Your lady mother was one of our best customers,” she trilled, “and she looked beautiful in everything she put on. Whenever she wore a new dress of ours, I had a dozen customers the next day asking if they could buy one too!”
Tania laughed.
“I am afraid I will not be as good an advertisement as that. I have just come home from school and I need an entire new wardrobe of clothes.”
The Manageress took her into the fitting-room.
“If you will sit down, Miss Amesly. I will have all the new models paraded in front of you and we will choose what will suit your beauty as we chose for your mother.”
Mr. Martin had said when they arrived at the shop that he would stay in the carriage.
“I have s
