Deirdre And Desire
“‘Don’t be a grouch, Betty,’ she went on in a wheedling tone. ‘Everything will be all right when Minerva and Bella come back from Paris – Paris isn’t heathenish, Betty. Think of the hats! – and I will make papa let you marry your John. But if you aid Papa in forcing me to wear that terrible wig, then I shall do all in my power to encourage him in the idea that we cannot afford to pay John Summer any more money.’ ‘But I’ll get the blame o’ it!’ wailed Betty.
Deirdre was about to make her curtsy to Lord Harry Desire.
She had told Lady Godolphin that Betty would manage very well as lady’s maid. Betty had been told to curl and arrange one of Lady Godolphin’s second-best, nutty-brown wigs and to make sure not one offending red curl escaped from beneath it.
The gown which had been chosen for Deirdre by her father and Lady Godolphin was of white muslin embroidered with rosebuds, a dressmaking masterpiece which combined innocence with decadence to a nice degree.
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