From "Treasures"Kent, England
"If money could buy what I want here tonight, I'd empty the last few pounds in my bank account and run home. This minute."
Cat met her friend Dorrie in the woman's upper hall and spun at her silent order to turn and let her inspect her new ballgown.
"You've squeezed your last stone, though, Catherine Farrell. You did it for that dress Worth did you the honor to design." Dorrie Billington's eyes danced down the iris silk creation by the noted Paris dressmaker. Cat had depleted her inheritance to pay him, surrendering almost the last of her father's money to buy herself...