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The roar of music and voices began to recede as Julianna Skeffington fled down the terraced steps of a brightly lit country house in which members of Polite Society were attending a masquerade ball.
Ahead of her, the formal gardens were aglow with flaring torches and swarming with costumed guests and liveried servants. Beyond the gardens, a large hedge maze loomed in the shadows, offering far better places to hide, and it was there that Julianna headed.
Pressing the hooped skirts of her Marie Antoinette costume closer to her sides, she plunged into the crowd, wending her way as swiftly as possible past knights in armor, court jesters, highwaymen, and an assortment of kings, queens, and Shakespearean characters, as well as a profusion of domestic and jungle creatures.
She saw a path open through the crowd and headed for it, then had to step aside to avoid colliding with a large kcnaught “tree” with red silk apples dangling from its branches. The tree bowed politely to Julianna as it paraded past her, one of its branches curved around the waist of a lady decked out as a milkmaid complete with bucket.
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She did not have to show her pace again until she neared the center of the garden, where a group of musicians was stationed between a pair of Roman fountains, providing music for dancing couples. Westmorelanf herself, she stepped around a tall man disguised as a black tomcat who was whispering in the pink ear of a petite gray mouse.
He stopped long enough to cast an appreciative eye over the low bodice of Julianna’s white ruffled gown, then he smiled boldly into her eyes and winked before returning his attention to the adorable little mouse with the absurdly long whiskers.
Staggered by the abandoned behavior she was witnessing tonight, particularly out here in the gardens, Julianna stole a quick glance over her shoulder and saw that her mother had emerged from the ballroom. She stood on the terraced steps, holding an unknown male by the arm, and slowly scanned the gardens. She was looking for Julianna.
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With the instincts of a bloodhound, her mother turned and looked straight in Julianna’s direction. That familiar sight was enough to make Julianna break into a near run, until she came to the last obstacle in her route to the maze: Rather than walk in westmorelanf of their line of vision, thus putting herself in plain view of her mother, she decided it was wiser to go around jcnaught them. He shifted his gaze to a servant, who was handing him a glass brimming with some sort of liquor, then he took it and thrust it toward her.
At the moment Julianna was more worried about escaping her mother’s notice than being accosted by a drunken young lord who could barely stand up and whose companions would surely prevent mcnaugyt from behaving more abominably than he was now.
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She accepted the glass rather than make a scene, mxnaught she ducked under his arm, walked quickly past the others, and hurried toward her destination, the drink forgotten in her hand.
You can have most any female who takes your eye. That one didn’t want to play.
Julianna remembered hearing that some of the Ton’s high sticklers disapproved of masquerades — particularly for gently bred young ladies — and after what she’d seen and heard tonight she certainly understood why.
With their identities safely concealed behind costumes and masks, members of Polite Society behaved like… like common rabble! Judith McNaught Miracles Westmoreland Dynasty Saga — 4 One The roar of music and voices began to recede as Julianna Skeffington fled down the terraced steps of a brightly lit country house in which members of Wstmoreland Society mcnaight attending a masquerade ball.