~April 15~“What am I going to do with those girls?” Claire cried with frustration. Thank goodness, she wasn’t actually crying, but all the women of the Wagering Whist Society could surely feel how annoyed she was.
“You need to keep your patience for just a little while longer,” Lady Moreton said. She was sitting across from Claire at the card table where the cards had just been dealt for their first hand of whist.
“Until when?” Claire asked, rearranging the cards in her hand.
“Did you find out who she was supposed to be visiting in Oxford?” Lady Sorrell asked.
“Yes! I asked Bee yesterday,” Claire said, lowering her cards. “It is a young lady named Chloe Benton. Do you know her?”
Lady Sorrell’s eyes widened. “Chloe?”
“Do you know her?” Mrs. Aldridge asked, looking across at the woman.
