I see you’ve not changed for dinner yet! Well, we can’t keep Mrs. Potts waiting. What you’re wearing will just have to do! Come! I’ll escort you into the dining room, even if you’re not fit for the grand affair planned in your honor.” Tulip’s heart sank and her face turned scarlet. She had, in fact, changed for dinner and made herself up considerably well—at least, she thought so. She was wearing one of her finest gowns and had thought she looked quite beautiful before she started down the stairway. She made a special effort to look flawless in light of what had happened upon her arrival. Now
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