The Debutante's Daring Proposal. Annie Burrows

an invitation to such an exclusive party and I have no wish to ruin your evening with my fit of the dismals.’

      ‘You’re just nervous, I expect,’ said Sukey charitably. ‘Heavens, I’m nervous myself. I cannot believe that Mrs Pargetter somehow managed to get our names on her niece’s guest list, when everyone knows it’s supposed to be just family and close friends. I hear there’s going to be at least two viscounts there and heaven alone knows who else besides.’ She gave the bunch of blue ribbon one last regretful look, then turned her gaze upon Georgiana.

      ‘I suppose at least if we are both all in white, we shall match.’

      ‘It’s very kind of you to say so, Sukey.’ It was her way of showing solidarity. ‘But nobody looking at us standing side by side could ever mistake us for sisters. Not that there will be much standing side by side. You will get swept away from me on a tide of chatter and giggles as soon as we arrive and will end up at the centre of the liveliest crowd in the room. While I will be looking about for the quietest, most secluded corner in which to hide. I hope the Durants go in for potted palms.’

      ‘Hide? You cannot possibly waste the opportunity Mama has worked so hard to procure for us, hiding away behind a potted palm.’

      ‘It’s all very well for you,’ Georgiana protested. ‘But you aren’t going to have every man in the place addressing every single remark to your breasts. Men actually remember what your face looks like—even what colour eyes you have, I shouldn’t wonder. But not one of them has ever looked at anything above my neck since I grew these.’ She gestured in despair to the front of her low-cut gown.

      Sukey clapped her hand to her mouth to stifle a giggle.

      ‘I am sure that is not true, but anyway, if they do attract a man’s notice, that is all to the good, surely?’

      ‘There is nothing good about them. They are too big and too heavy. And, and...downright uncomfortable when I go out riding.’

      ‘Well, only because you will go everywhere at full gallop. I’m sure if you rode in a more decorous manner...’

      ‘Why should I ride in a decorous manner, just because I sprouted these on my thirteenth birthday?’

      ‘Because it is the ladylike thing to do,’ said Sukey with a puzzled shake of her head before walking back to the mirror to admire her reflection.

      Leaving Georgiana convinced of only one thing. No matter how lovely and feminine and sweet Sukey was, deep down, she held the same convictions as Stepmama. Which was why, in spite of feeling a great deal of affection for her, she had never seen the point in confiding in her.

      Not the way she’d been able to confide in Edmund.

      But then he’d been the only person, apart from Papa, who’d accepted her as she was.

      Until he’d been sent away.

      Which had changed everything.

      Everything.