She had not even got home when she saw James, the varlet. He was going on an errand for someone. Anna did not let him go.
“James! James!” she was shouting, her face squeezed and her eyes to the sky as though she was waiting for a divine solution to her problems.
James turned around and saw her. He could not believe his eyes. It was as though he was looking at Anna naked.
“Lady Anna? What is this that you have done to yourself?”
“You have to help me, James,” Anna shouted. She had reached a moment of rage and desperation. She knew if she was not careful, quick and smart, she would lose on both sides. The way the event of the day was playing out before her, it was like she had already lost on one ide already. She had lost on the side of the duke. She did not win the pageantry. She did not
