Jane finished packing away dresses in the boudoir, and came to stand behind her mistress at the mirror, pulling out the hairpins, and twisting the curls away from her face. As she looked down at her mistress, she thought that maybe there was a way to help the Duke see that his ward was made of more than just stitching and hats. She took hold of the girl’s face, saying, “If you really want to impress the Duke, then maybe I have an ideaâ€, and leaned forward, whispering into Emily’s ear.
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