At nine o'clock the next day, Beth went with Lord Carlisle to the administration office to meet with the solicitors, the head builder and the architect. She was eager to begin management of the project he let her in charge.
She sat at the head of the table while Lord Carlisle resigned to a seat at the corner of the room.
The head builder, Mr. Henry, was a kind man who was not prejudiced to her being a woman unlike the solicitor who had thought she had come for more money for the ball, or the architect who subtly told that she was not refined enough to understand his drawings on paper.
Lord Carlisle remained silent in the corner, quietly smoking his cigar though his eyes remained on them.
Regardless of their judgmental eyes boring into her flesh, Beth went ahead to make a number of changes she deemed for the project. She countered and rejected whilst agreeing to as many as possible.
"My Lady, this is not a ball. This is a building."
