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CHAPTER THREEEleta stared at Betty. “What do you mean?” she asked her. “Why should I not go to the Marquis’s house?” Betty was silent and Eleta knew she was struggling to find the right words and then she began, “I’ve heard a great deal about that Marquis because a friend of mine worked there at one time. She tells me about him, which I thinks you should hear.” “But of course I want to hear it. If I am to teach his daughter, the more I know about him the better. It’s so like you, Betty, to know about a man I have never heard of.” “I’m real sure that your mother would have known about him and of course your father. But, as they didn’t approve of him, he were not invited to Berkeley Square.” “They did not approve of him? But why?” “Let’s start at the beginning. My friend tells me he w