The Ravishing of Constance Ch 14
‘Go and fetch the Lady Beatrice,’ Jacqueline said. ‘See to it that she’s clean and dressed, and fit to meet her family.’ ‘You wish me to do this? I am no maidservant.’ Constance gestured to Marie, where the chestnut-haired girl was sleeping curled in a tangle of linens on the floor, in Constance’s makeshift bed. ‘Why not Marie?’ ‘Be sensible, Constance,’ scolded Jacqueline. ‘Do you imagine that Beatrice will be at all pleased to see our wicked little Marie? All matters considered?’ She...