But usually the entertainment at such functions was whist or a concert put on by the vicar, and in the last three years the dances she had attended had been so few as to be almost negligible.
She had said nothing to anyone else about her own appearance that evening and she thought it was typical of Dart Huron, who had, when he returned from polo, talked extensively of the arrangements, not to remember the part that she must play in them.
“We are having a lucky draw,” he said to Aria. “There’s a gold and sapphire clip for the ladies and a cigarette case for the men. We don’t want to say too much about it as it looks so bad if that sort of thing gets into the Press.”
“Are the Press coming?” Aria asked a little apprehensively.
“Not if I can help it,” he replied. “They have not been invite
