"Mhm! She's next up to be sent off, I think, but the Comtesse is a little cross with her. Not much but- and I dunno why-" Margret's voice drops to a whisper. "She quit eating so much. Maybe she's scared of getting married? She was supposed to be sent off three times now, I heard. I dunno what it's on about- if she tells the Comtesse she's not ready to go I'm sure she'd let her stay."

It doesn't make any real sense to her. "This time's it, though. Two days time her carriage is supposed come and off she'll be."