Chapter Six
Bel nearly gasped at the woman’s use of her given name and presumption of informality, but then wondered if this wasn’t someone Bee had met when she’d gone out to the modiste’s. Just in case, Bel immediately pulled her lips up into a smile. “I’m so glad you think so!” she said.
“Duchess, you look stunning,” another lady said with a giggle as she approached from their other side. Her bright green eyes shown out of a delicately rounded face. “But when ever do you not?” She was accompanied by a slender gentleman wearing a very understated but elegant gray suit.
Bel smiled and very nearly laughed. Thank goodness she’d held her tongue! The woman who’d looked critically at her had to be Tina, the duchess modiste who Bee had told her about. She refocused her attention on the newcom
