Catherine smile. "Perfect, we'll start this Thursday, then." She closed the piano and got up. "Would eight suit you? I will arrange for someone to pick you up and bring you home of course."

Ellie beamed with excitement at the prospect of singing lessons and a night off. It was the most thrilling thing to happen to her since this teatime chat. Her mind raced ahead, already planning for the future. Her in a carriage.. ooh it would be ever so fancy so grand. Convincing Miss Pennyweather of the need to be absent wouldn't be too difficult, she wouldn’t even notice Ellie was gone. What dress should she wear for the lessons? The green one would be perfect—neither too formal nor too wild for a Thursday evening.

"Thank you very much Miss Ennington, you are ever so kind."