from coming back. You could be quite peacefulâ¦â
âIâm coming with you,â Charlotte said firmly. âBrother Charles, at your service.â
Lina shook her head. âWhatever you want, my dear. I am convinced that the only harm youâll suffer is to your innocent sensibilities, but not one will touch you. If they do, all you have to do is scream very loudly.â
âWouldnât that gather too much attention? Iâm not supposed to be female, am I? Iâm not wearing a nunâs habit like you.â
âOh, a great many women enjoy the freedom of a monkâs robe. Trust me, if youâre not careful the Mad Monks will know the difference from the way you walk.â
âI can walk like a man,â Charlotte protested.
âIndeed, my sweet, you cannot. You have the most delicious sway to your hips, something Iâve been trying to emulate. To you it comes naturallyâIâm very jealous. Itâs a good thing you refuse to dance. If society saw the way you walk Iâm afraid youâd no longer be able to disappear into the wallpaper. Men would be flocking to you.â Her voice was wry.
âI donât want men to flock to me,â Charlotte protested. âIâm quite happy keeping you company. If you find my presence tiresome I can alwaysâ¦â
â Now youâre being tiresome,â Lina said lazily. âYouâre my cousin and the sister of my heart, theonly human being I trust. And you have yet to pass judgment on me, when clearly youâre dying to make me realize the error of my profligate ways. I want you with me as long as you can stand it.â
âAnd if you marry again? I doubt your husband would want me along.â
âI have no intention of marrying again,â Lina said shortly, her voice oddly hollow. She seemed to be looking into the past, at something extremely unpleasant, and Charlotte had a strong suspicion what she found so troubling.
And then Lina shook herself, laughing. âAnd if Iâm fool enough to change my mind youâre to beat me soundly until I come to my senses.â She rose, reaching for the starched headdress, and a moment later turned for Charlotte to admire.
âI donât know that the lip rouge works,â she said dryly.
âItâs part of the plan. You need to take off those clothes. They stand out under the monkâs robe.â She started toward her, and Charlotte slapped her arms around her body, hugging it tight.
âDonât be ridiculous.â She was not about to give up anything without a struggle.
âMost of the women wear absolutely nothing beneath their costumes, Charlotte. Itâs a warm spring night and those clothes can be smothering, particularly since youâre covering your head.â
âThe only time Iâm naked is in the bath, and if itwere up to me Iâd wear clothes there, too,â Charlotte said sturdily.
âTiresome girl,â Lina said fondly. âMeggie, bring out the black gown. That will at least cover you without being indecent.â
Charlotte looked at the wisp of black silk draped in Meggieâs capable hands. âNo.â
âThe only way people will believe youâre a man is if you dispense with stays. Trust me, you wonât believe how freeing a simple chemise feels. No oneâs going to be looking beneath your robe. If you want you can keep your garters and stockings on. Many women do, even when theyâre making love.â
âThey do ?â she said, fascinated in spite of herself. Linaâs maid began to divest her of her ugly dress, making quick work of the buttons she often struggled with, and the ugly thing tumbled to the floor.
âThey do. Men find them exciting. Women do too, both the ones wearing them and the onesâ¦erâ¦enjoying the women who wear them.â
âI still donât understand how thatâs possible,â Charlotte said, not
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