“While Rawley oversaw the serving of a cold collation of refreshments for the London lords and ladies, the personal maids and valets set to sorting out the luggage and seeing it conveyed to the upper floors. Not without a fair amount of grumbling over work that fell beneath their dignity, noted Shannon. Drawn by the sound of strange voices, she had left the children doing sums in the schoolroom to take a quick peek into the entrance hall. By the load of baggage still remaining on the slate tiles..., it looked as though a regiment had taken up residence, rather than a half dozen members of the beau monde. They were, she imagined, already in the drawing room. As for Orlov, he was nowhere to be seen. It was not until the supper hour that she caught her first glimpse of the guests. The harried butler had paused in his puffing just long enough to convey Lady Octavia’s request that she and Orlov continue to take their meals with her. The positions of governess and tutor were often awkward ones when it came to protocol.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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