" Liar!" she said."Grace!" Madame gasped and she slapped Miss Harcourt around the side of her face, "My Lord Blanchforth is a valued customer not your...lover, now hold your tongue."Miss Harcourt glared at her, the colour rising in her cheeks."I you would add this morning to my account Madame," I asked and I swiftly dressed as Miss Harcourt sullenly scowled at me."Show Lord Blanchforth how proficient you are at the Harpsichord," Madame demanded suddenly."Madame!" Miss Harcourt protested. "I have. .. but otherwise didn't interfere with her life in any way. Remembering Karen's room back in Glenville, Maryon draped all the walls, blocking out the window and designing a heavily curtained air-lock for the doors, so that her storage space was all behind the thick cloth hangings, these on runners so that she could reveal her bookshelves, her record-player, her desk, and other possessions whenever she wanted to use them. Her bed was a box-spring and mattress, double-size, which sat in the. "She sniffed again and blinked back the tears. "Really? You mean that?"I smiled at her, trying to get the same in response. "Yes. I really mean that. Please forgive me?"She did smile then and I felt like a fist released my heart. "Okay, I forgive you. It wasn't that big a deal, really, but I just felt like you were trying to get rid of me and I was scared that the only guy I have trusted in a long time wanted to stop talking to me."I didn't understand the long time comment, but I was happy that. "6:00," she replied."Why so early?" I whined."It takes longer for us girls to get ready and after that we have to makebreakfast," she laughed. "Get used to it sissy."I climbed out of bed and after shucking my nightgown I got dressed underAunt Sharon's watchful eye. I must have done ok because she smiled as shewatched me. She even commented on how it only took me 2 tries to get mybra hooked behind me. Today she had picked out the red short sleevedblouse with the bow at my neck and the white.