The housekeeper enjoyed the rush of emotions that crossed the young lady's face; shock and disbelief, dismay and a blush of shyness that Mrs. Marsters doubted would last the weekend.<br/><br/><br/>“Miss Arabella,” the housekeeper said.  “I'm sure that things will become clearer as the evening progresses.  Indeed, drinks and conversation in the library before dinner should be quite enlightening – and you'll see how we chastise the serving staff for inadequacies as well.”<br/><br/><br/>Mrs.  Marsters wondered idly what end of the crop the young lady would be attracted too – it didn't occur to her that Arabella might not be interested in either receiving or dealing punishment, after all she was her parents' daughter, just as Lord Andrew with his perverse passions for the women of his family was their son.