<div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/EllaPrice.jpg)</div><strong>Who:</strong>Ella Price<br/><strong>Where: </strong>Lord Greymore’s Room<br/><strong>With:</strong>Albert Godfrey, Archie Greymore<br/><strong>When:</strong>1 P.M.<br/><strong>What: </strong>Getting Ready<br/><br/><hr/>Ella muttered unmentionable things under her breath as she brushed her hair neatly in her small room and made sure that she was looking her best. She at least didn't have to worry about what to wear. A maid's clothing choices were thankfully quite limited. But she made sure there was no holes or runs to be mended. She had gotten some water from the kitchen in a small metal pan and washed herself briefly. She had hand made soap from a retired maid who made and sold the bars for a little extra money. It was scented with rosemary and mint and left her feeling squeaky clean. When she was ready, which was all of 18 minutes, she headed out to the front. Would she travel with the lords and ladies or come separately, she wondered.