"I don't know what you mean M'Lady..."<br/>ursa looked down at her feet feeling as though she should be telling this woman something but couldn't for her life think what.<br/>"....If you mean when Greta was trying the dress on you? I was just trying to stop her rambling on and on....She does that a lot and sometimes she actually forgets to do what she has started out to do."<br/><br/>Ursa sighed, now she felt like she was being unkind to the seamstress.<br/>"If we had let her she would have continued to ramble on about everything and we would have still been stood there, especially if she had wandered off and on to her grand children...."<br/>She hessitated and gave Sonja a small smile.<br/>"Two of them are pages and we've never heard the end of it...."<br/><br/>Glancing at the dress and then back to the trousers Sonja held in her hands, she continued.<br/>"Would you like me to take the dress to her now? We can still have it done before you are to be seen in public...."