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That evening, the Duchess drew the eye of everyone as she walked into the drawing room. She looked, Abigail thought, like a princess, or like the fabulous heiress that she was. The girl watched as the Duchess walked confidently towards her husband, resting her hand on his arm and smiling softly. He bowed to his guests, and they slowly followed him out, towards the ballroom. Abigail was always amazed that the ton knew who should go first, and with which partner. It must be something born with them, because she couldn’t imagine learning the names and titles of everyone in society, and then using it to walk in file into a ballroom. It seemed so much work for a journey of a few steps.