Clementine had learned a great deal about bosoms of late, during her conscription in London, her forced march through the Marriage Mart. She had learned that some women powdered theirs. Sometimes they even traced the veins there with blue paint, for reasons that entirely escaped her. Some inserted busks in their stays, stays apparently not being torturous enough on their own. Others even turned to wax and cotton in service of a mission of augmentation.
