Henrietta felt herself tense up, all too aware of the Prince listening in the darkness.
“Y-you have?”
“Yes. And most melancholy he seemed, asking me where Miss Reed might be. But that’s just another story I still haven’t finished telling you everything about Lady Butterclere ”
Her voice trailed away as she stared at Henrietta in the gloom.
“Harrie, are you okay?”
“Yes. Please, tell me what it is you have to tell me and then go. I’m sorry, but I’m really not feeling well.”
“Honey, my news will distract you from all your woes!”
Kitty took a deep breath.
“Remember Eddie saying he was sure he had seen that skinny Lizzie, Miss Foss, before? Well, at the party at Manchester Square, our regular pianist, Louie, sets eyes on Miss Foss and places her immediately.
“Years ago, the orchestra p
