CHAPTER FIVETwo weeks later everything was different.
Yolanda had won her battle.
She no longer shuddered when a young man put his arm around her waist to dance and she could now accept a compliment without feeling shy.
She was an undoubted success.
Hostesses, who had paid no attention to her at first, fell over themselves to invite her to parties.
Everyone was talking about her.
As her stepfather had so astutely predicted, she was undoubtedly ‘the belle of the ball’.
There was only one somewhat unfortunate incident during the first week.
She had gone to a rather bigger dance than she had attended before and there was a garden at the back of the house.
She danced twice, or perhaps it was three times, with a young man who had interested her.
He had been in the Royal Navy and was t
