Chapter Fourteen
~March 31~
Bee was excited to be going out again. Even though it had only been a few days since she’d gone to the ball, she was looking forward to another chance to impress Lord St. Vincent. She’d really made a hash out of it last time, but this evening would be different.
Bel had discovered that Lady Sorrell’s soirées were known for their excellent conversation. It was to be a more intellectual evening than one normally had at a party. In other words, it was an absolutely perfect opportunity to show off her intellect.
“But no talking about history!” Bel begged her for the fifth time as she was getting dressed.
“No, I think we’ve pretty much run that topic into the ground,” Bee agreed.
“So, what are you going to talk about? What might impress him?” Bel asked, c*****g
