CHAPTER 3
Raphael
As my carriage drove back through the park, I kept my eyes open for Penny, hoping I could bring her home with me to save Susannah the trip to Wood Yard. I assumed Abigail had taken them back there when there was no sign of her. The return journey to Cheapside unsurprisingly took considerably longer than my outward one and I became concerned Susannah would indeed be forced to take a hackney if she were to get to her sitter in time.
When we halted finally in the mews, I jumped down and ran upstairs to the small studio we had made for her above the coach house, with a kiln and everything needed for her portrait miniatures. She was there still, talking quietly with her young apprentice, dressed for court in indigo satin that clung to her body, with her box waiting beside h
