Chapter Nineteen
~May 14~
Mrs. Browning’s drawing room was as spectacular as ever, Penelope noticed the moment she walked through the door. “Oh, Harriet! You do have the most exquisite taste in furniture. Did you have this room redone since the last time I was here?” Penelope asked, coming forward to take her friend’s hands.
Harriet laughed as she gripped Penelope’s hands. “It has been too long, Penny, too long. And yes, I did have it redone. I had just gotten tired of all that gold. I like this elegant blue so much better, don’t you?”
Penelope looked around the room and nodded. “Yes, it is much more soothing,” she agreed. The previous furniture in the room had been something to behold—gold damask material with all the wood painted stark white. The walls had been covered in a matching
