Chapter Sixteen
Isabel did not again trouble her aunt to restore the Glamour of her human face. With Tafferty’s assistance, she was able to restore it for herself. She wept as she did so, recognising the artifice that lay in every line of her familiar features. But once the Isabel she knew looked back at her from the looking glass, she dried her tears and returned to Miss Ellerby’s world.
She was more disturbed than she cared to admit by her aunt’s story. What would have become of her had Eliza not modified her face, when she was newborn? Would her mother have grown accustomed to her daughter’s differences, and accepted her as she was? Or would she have rejected the child? And if so, what would that have meant for Isabel’s life?
She could hardly imagine that Tilby society — and, even mo
