Clara seemed utterly speechless, which surely must have been a first. The woman always had something to say or complain about. She looked around the room, suddenly noticing that all eyes were on her.
Surprisingly, it was Jennifer who spoke first, breaking the tense silence. “What is going on here? Clara, what issue do you have with Lady Du Bellay’s granddaughter?”
Clara turned to the woman with an exasperated look. “This is not Lady Du Bellay’s granddaughter and I have no idea why she is saying it. This is the maid I was telling you about mother, the one Sebastian would not dismiss.”
Mother? Well, that explained a lot, especially why my grandmother had seemed less than pleased to have to talk to her. I could see the family resemblance now, both in looks and in annoying persona
