Slightly Shady by Quick Amanda

Author:Quick, Amanda [Quick, Amanda]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2012-01-10T23:53:11+00:00

The claret bottle shook a little in Neville's hand. "Hell's teeth, man. You're right."

"Whoever he is, he may have no intention whatsoever of revealing the secrets of the diary. In fact, I assume that is what he was attempting to tell us when he arranged for me to find the burned pages." Tobias paused deliberately. "Nevertheless, he knows the answers to our questions. That makes him dangerous."

"Well." Neville set the bottle down very carefully "Well, yes, it does. What do you suggest?"

"I am prepared to continue my inquiries into the matter." Tobias smiled. "If you are prepared to continue paying my fees."

There was no denying that PrIscilla. Wortham was an extremely attractive young lady. But tonight, in Lavinia's opinion, she was a bit overdone in her fashionable gown of pink muslin.

Her experiences at Madame Francesca's establishment in the past few days had taught her a great deal, she reflected. The modiste held very precise views on the subject of fashion, and she'was not at all hesitant to impart them. Thanks to what Lavinia had learned in the course of ordering gowns for herself and Emeline, for example, she could tell at a glance that there were too many scallops at the hem of Priscilla's dress.

In addition, Priscilla's pale hair was piled a bit too high in a profusion of artfully arranged curls ornamented with a number of satin flowers that matched the gown. Her gloves were also very pink.

All in all, Lavinia concluded, Priscilla resembled a rich cream cake covered in pink icing. Emeline more than held her own in the theater box.

Seated next to Priscilla, as Lady Wortham had insisted, Emeline was a striking contrast to her friend. Lavinia was relieved to note that the tyrannical Madame Francesca had been correct when she had insisted upon the simple gown in an unusual Egyptian green gauze. Emeline's dark hair was pinned up in an elegant, uncluttered style that emphasized her fine, intelligent eyes. Her gloves were a few shades darker than the dress.

The sacrifice of the Apollo had been worth it, Lavinia thought proudly as the lights came up between acts. Earlier in the eve ning her chief concern had been that Lady Wortham might view Emeline as competition rather than a suitable prop against which to display Priscilla. But those fears had proved groundless. Lady Wortharn had taken one look at Emeline's simple, elegantly cut gown and had not troubled to conceal her relief at the knowledge that Priscilla's gown had not been overshadowed.

The two young women had drawn their share of admiring glances this evening. Lady Wortham was clearly pleased. She obviously believed the looks were directed at her daughter. Lavinia was quite certain a good number had been aimed at Emeline.

"An excellent performance, don't you think?" Lavinia said to Lady Wortham.

"Tolerable." Lady Wortham lowered her voice so that Emeline and Priscilla could not hear her above the background noise of conversation humming through the theater. "But I feel I should mention to you that your niece's gown is much too severe for a young lady And that odd shade of green.

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