For a moment her eyes narrowed and Angel, forgetting herself, almost snapped at Mr Echelon-Arnost through her harlequin’s mask. Even with another face surely her figure made her more notable than Estelle?! And the fact that people were not scattering from her like a stink bomb had been dropped amongst the refreshments and wallflowers. Then she recalled two things in quick succession:
1. She and Estelle had agreed to be kinder about one another in public, and
2. Mr Echelon-Arnost was an unmarried gentleman.
The second was far more important but she was willing to adhere to the first if need be.
“Angeline,” she replied with a pert smile. “I hardly need to guess who you are.”
time of death: when MJ dropped this heart-stopping set