She called the maid and asked her to pack everything she possessed, except for the gown she would wear that evening and one of the new day toilettes that had arrived from Worth, which she intended to wear the next day.
“I’m real sorry you be leavin’ us, m’mselle,” the maid said, “but I expected it.”
“Why?” Linetta asked her.
“You’re too young, m’mselle, for this household and too much of a lady.”
Linetta looked surprised. Then she told herself that if she pursued the conversation the maid might begin to criticise Blanche and that must not happen.
Deliberately she started to talk about the trunks she would need and how difficult it would be not to crush the fragile materials and the artificial flowers of her new gowns.
Felix, the coiffeur, came to arrange Linetta’s hair, after he had
