'Four years is nothing,' replied her sister, Domina. 'I've known people who've had lovers more than six or seven years their junior.'
'Do you remember the scandal about Madame Trin?' put in Hammette, the daughter of the war minister. 'She was supposed to have had a lover who was fourteen years her junior. She was really old. Thirty two they said, and he was only eighteen.'
The conversation went on in this manner, the girls discussing various scandals, real and imagined, that had been passed around Frelli in the last year or two and Randa came to realise how important an impeccable reputation was to someone in her position. She resolved never to get herself made into the subject of common gossip.
Later that evening, Wolnarb came to visit her.
'Did you like the girls?' he queried.
'Yes.
