The next day, I awoke early to prepare for my etiquette lessons. The Etiquette Consultant was scheduled to arrive at 9:00 a.m., and I was getting ready in a House Dress. I was going to a different hall. "My Lady, The Etiquette Consultant, has arrived," said a middle-aged woman as she walked through the doors. She was dressed in a yellow visiting toilet. "Greetings, My Lady. My name is Elma Kümmel, and I am the Etiquette Consultant," she said and curtsied.
I knelt and bowed my head. "Shall we begin, my Lady?" she inquired. I was asked to take a seat. The woman presented me with a book. The Ladies' Book of Etiquette and the Politeness Manual was the same book I had read before. "I'm assuming you're already familiar with this book?"
I took a gulp. The atmosphere abruptly became tense. "I am
