“An impatient one,” Verity replied petulantly, artfully sidestepping past the infuriated woman. She had probably gone a bit far, but she hated been spoken to like a, well, like a servant. But worse than that, these society women treated her like a child, spoke to her as though she were stupid and all the while none of them realised how easily she fooled them time and time again.

Risking a final glance over her shoulder Verity darted down a side-street and waited for Mrs Tallier to disappear. She needed to replace the dropped bicorn, she realised with irritation, and she couldn’t go home without it.

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