Madame Godring could not help exclaiming at the sight of Ines in her chemise.
The silhouette that had been hidden beneath the dress surpassed anything Madame Godring had imagined.
The narrow waist and the long, white legs, of course, but also the shoulders that fell at a perfect right angle, slender yet drawing admiration as though one were looking at a flawless statue.
At the same time, Madame Godring felt a pang of regret.
Why on earth had she insisted all this time on dresses of the modest sort?
Before that fair, fine skin and that slender yet supple figure, Madame Godring forgot her nervousness and swept her gaze over Ines's body from head to toe.
Already, ideas for a dress fit to be worn at the engagement ceremony had begun to well up in her head, one after another.
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