As Brucena had protested, she had said,
“You can certainly help me supervise the baby and, of course, I want him with me as much as possible. At the same time I don’t want to bore William and I know that, however pleased he will be with his child, he will still want to have me alone.”
“That is when I can look after the baby,” Brucena said firmly.
“With the help of an Ayah. Don’t be ridiculous, Brucena. You are far too young and attractive to want to tie yourself to a child. It is men you should be thinking about and one in particular who will be your future husband.”
“Until this paragon of all virtues turns up,” Brucena laughed, “I might as well make myself useful.”
She was sure that Amelie would let her do nothing of the sort and that, once she began to trust the Ayah, it would becom
