"Lady Beckett, Lady Gower, Lord Ol ivet and Lord Langley. "Who?" Her horror and surprise came muffled from inside the cloth of her nightdress as the maid dragged it off over her head. "Dicky wouldn't send them away," Christiana said with surprise, and then tacked on an uncertain, "Would he?" If you're quick we can have you dressed and downstairs before your husband sends them away." "That was my thought when I saw them getting out of the carriage," Grace admitted as Christiana got out of bed. "And here at this hour? There must be some sort of emergency for them to be cal ing so early." "What? My sisters in London?" Christiana rol ed over, thrusting the blankets and linens away to sit up. "Your sisters are here." Those four words and the urgency behind them brought her other eye open at once. She merely opened one eye to peer at the older woman bent over her. Christiana remained curled on her side in her cocoon of blankets.
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