CHAPTER FOURIt was not until Ann and Lydia started on their journey that Lydia realised how much was to be required of her in this new job.
The final hustle of getting off from the hotel to the train, the seeing to their luggage, the tipping of porters and the arranging of carriages, were all left in Lydia’s safe hands.
From the moment that she walked into Ann’s bedroom and found her only half-dressed when they should have been starting for the Station, she was aware that she had to deal with someone without any sense of organisation and completely incapable of looking after herself or her belongings.
Ann did not fuss about anything.
She just looked beautiful and managed not only to be invariably late, so that Lydia was in a constant state of anxiety lest they should be left behind, bu
