But Isa knew that her sister was still frustrated and bored with London; the long walks in Green Park had been supplanted by long rides, which was an improvement—Alcaeus could certainly outrun any menace to her sister’s health—but no solution. Carys had gone back to refusing all invitations and I...
The winter light in town never streams anywhere, Pam thought to herself. It limps along, if one is lucky. She pulled on a silk wrapper and opened the doors to her small balcony, feeling invigorated, as usual, by the country air. Even the contretemps with the coach yesterday–a trace had snapped an...
She had arisen at a painfully early hour that day–hardly a moment’s later than twelve o’clock, a scandalous time to be up and about–with the express intention of visiting Lady Marthwaite’s salon. Patience Marthwaite was the silliest of females, but always amusing, and she was a matchless source o...