Looking at her crying was beginning to make me feel so small. I wanted last evening to be the most eventful day in her life, my life. As it turned out..., she was sitting here now because of me. I mess up and I mess up good, I was thinking. All my planning and work had been for naught.Rita and Nina had spent hours each night, for two weeks, teaching me to dance. The teachers were excellent, however a teacher is only as good as her student, and they had a bad one. Rita taught me proper etiquette. Money for lost time.”“And what? I hire an actress to be you?”"Or a hooker... Is that the right word? Someone who's nice to you for cash, a massage or something. A good one would charge that much." How do you know?" Research, I did research."Jack laughed. "I'm guessing, and hoping, that means you looked at websites and such. You didn't get out there and ply the trade did you?"That got her. She blushed, a full-scale vascular phenomenon, colouring up from the top of her dress to her hairline."Keep. I understand why you say these things. Not just your marriage, but the difference in class as well. Not being with you or seeing you would cast a shadow over my life, if I cannot be your wife then I would offer myself to you as your mistress.’ He was shocked. ‘My dearest Adelaide. I could not accept that. Surely you would know how your life will be? You could not be seen in society. You will live your life in the gloom.’ ‘I know that, Rupert. But if that is the price I have to pay, I will pay. Why don't you get some work experience with us instead? After all you don't have all much time left before you will be back at school." What would you want me to do?" I asked "I was looking to work for dad so that I could get some experience of what went on, but just as much to let the people know who I am." I appreciate that dear, but I was thinking one of the hardest and most important jobs that we have does not take place in the factories at all. It happens out in the country where our sales.