Chapter 244 Portraits

• The next morning Ann saw very few people in the corridors as she made her way to the room that Bartholomew had set aside for use for the portrait today.
• Maeve had already been insufferable today, waking her early on with her insistent chatter and asking whether or not she should shower and bemoaned the fact that no one was around to rub fragrant oils into her coat.
• She didn't take kindly to Ann's suggestion that no one really liked the smell of wet dog anyway and had skulked back into the recesses of Ann's mind with a petulant face.