Chapter 12
ALMACK’S! KAT TRIED her best not to stare and not allow her mouth to hang open as if she were a green girl. It wasn’t easy. It looked exactly the way her cousins had described it to her. The hall was filled with the cream of society, dressed in their best with all of the young ladies in white and the men in black knee breeches and white stock neck cloths. The horrible orchestra scratching out tunes from the balcony, and the insipid lemonade being offered—everything was perfect!
For a moment, Kat’s mind slipped to the side, and she spent a moment looking around to see if Jack was here. She almost burst out laughing when she realized what she was doing. The idea was just so preposterous—although imagining him dressed all in black with a properly tied neck cloth did make her feel
