Chapter Fifteen
Three days later, Sara had her first big test. She and her aunt were to pay a morning call at Lady Merrick’s.
“Are you certain…?” Lord Alton asked the evening before.
“Absolutely,” her aunt responded with a bright smile for Sara. “Sara has been working very hard. I believe she is ready to take the next step.”
Sara could only hope that her aunt was right. She felt ready, but she’d felt certain she could dance too and that hadn’t turned out well at all.
Despite all of her lessons, she was almost as nervous now as she had been the day she’d arrived at her aunt’s home for the first time. Unlike that day, when she had Abigail’s support, today she would have none. Her aunt wouldn’t be able to poke her with her fan, or signal her in any other way, when she strayed on to some
