"I claim no title, sir," demurring, holding up one of his shirts with a critical eye. Mmm. This will never do - but they were made for him at some point, fit well enough...if she presents the new ones to him as fait accompli without needing to ask his measurements, he can't argue with her about the matter. And when cleaned properly they will do well enough for cleaning rags. "My name is Madame de Cedoux. And it will be no trouble at all."
If she just pinches a sheet or two from one of the unused rooms...they must be blue, she supposes, but that can be done. A more involved project than she'd envisioned, granted, but it can be done.
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"I claim no title, sir," demurring, holding up one of his shirts with a critical eye. Mmm. This will never do - but they were made for him at some point, fit well enough...if she presents the new ones to him as fait accompli without needing to ask his measurements, he can't argue with her about the matter. And when cleaned properly they will do well enough for cleaning rags. "My name is Madame de Cedoux. And it will be no trouble at all."
If she just pinches a sheet or two from one of the unused rooms...they must be blue, she supposes, but that can be done. A more involved project than she'd envisioned, granted, but it can be done.