The convoy arrived in Dieppe at around four in the afternoon, where the mayor and officials received them.
The workshops had not yet closed for the day, so they went to inspect them before heading to their lodgings.
Georgiana had not intended to go along, but if she did not, no one would take her to where she was staying. Between waiting stupidly in the carriage and following them on the visit, she chose the latter. In fact, compared with textiles, Dieppe was better known for its ivory trade and sculpture. The ivory box Matilda had bought in Le Havre was everywhere in Dieppe.
Besides ordinary jewelry boxes, there were ivory candlesticks, chess sets, model sailing ships, even wine goblets and combs.
Though she knew these ivory products were bloody things, she could not take her eyes off a chess set. In the end, reason overcame the urge to buy it, and she followed the others to the next stop.
"Georgiana." Bonaparte pointed at the harbor in the distance. "Look, fish."
She stared at him expressionlessly.
She knew there were not only fish there, but oysters and octopuses too, because it was a seafood market. But she had only said once that she wanted fish. How had he remembered?
Everyone traveling with him burst out laughing, as if she were a cat that loved eating fish.
Fish and oysters in Paris also came from Dieppe. Just then, she suddenly noticed something and walked over to inspect a fabric stall.
Ordinary people looked at clothing; fabrics were usually examined only by wholesalers and clothiers. Mortier's family was in that line of business as well, so he came over to see what was happening.
Georgiana took out two bolts of cloth and compared them.
"Why aren't they the same length?" Georgiana asked