Chapter SixMrs. Meredith helped Fiona off with her evening gown.
“You looked real pretty this evening, miss,” she said. “They all commented on it downstairs.”
“Thank you,” Fiona replied and smiled.
Then, as Mrs. Meredith carried the gown towards the wardrobe, she asked,
“Was Lady Morag fond of her sister the Duchess?”
Mrs. Meredith stopped and turned round to look at Fiona as if she was surprised at the question.
Then she answered,
“She were indeed, miss. They were inseparable, you might say, which was why after her Ladyship’s husband died the old Duke offered her a house in the grounds.”
Fiona could not think of Lady Morag being devoted to a younger sister.
There was something hard and inflexible about her, except where her feelings towards the Duke were concerned.
“If you ask m
