Chapter Four
Wifely Duties
As she stood alone in the designated corner, young Lady Philippa Gresham-Cantwell had no inkling of the profound transformation she was about to undergo. Behind her, the servants came and went about their business, talking among themselves, clearing the table, following their usual routine, all without paying the slightest bit of attention to the thoroughly mortified, half-naked woman who stood with bottom on display. Sarah’s light, bubbly voice was among those she heard. Might the friendly young girl prove to be an ally? But that hope was dashed as she was ignored and it became plain that she was doomed to spend the time all alone, waiting with fading hopes till the last of the servants had gone, and the double doors had closed her in. Cautiously, she turned
