M. C. Beaton
O splendid and sterile Dolores,Our Lady of Pain
--ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE
Up until that dreadful day in February, Lady Rose Summer would have sworn on a stack of Bibles that she was not a jealous woman.
She and her companion, Daisy Levine, had been suitably attired by the lady's maid to go to work: severe tweed skirts and jackets, long woollen coats, and--to the distress of Daisy--depressingly plain hats.
The fact that the Earl and Countess of Hadshire had allowed their daughter to go out to work was the result of many stormy scenes. Rose