It was Spanish in design, short and full to fall from a high comb.
Instead of the comb there was a tiara of diamonds, which, Cañuela learnt, was a present from Ramón de Lopez.
“It is a family jewel, señorita,” Dolores explained, “and belonged to the Señor’s great-great-great grandmother when she came with the Señor’s ancestor from Spain to conquer Argentina.”
It was fashioned in a design of flowers, but at the same time the tiara looked very regal.
When Cañuela rose from the dressing table, she walked across the room to where there was a long mirror.
She stared at herself and realised that nothing could be more becoming than the white satin gown with its tiny waist, exquisitely draped skirt and the Spanish veil falling over her shoulders.
The fiery lights in her hair seemed to echo t
