The young lady in question had fairly torn open the letter right in the entrance hall of the imposing manor house in her haste to know its contents. Errant ringlets of honey-colored curls, still damp from the exertion of a hard morning gallop over the fields, obscured part of her face but couldn’...
There are certain aspects about all of this that I prefer to remain private. It is clear from your tone that you are not happy with this decision, however I assure you it is all for the best. I trust it will not be a great deal longer before all of this is behind me, and we may return to our form...
"I mean such a rich green, rather more viridian than emerald, but much deeper than apple...." Her voice trailed off as she stared into the distance. It was another quarter mile before a bump in the road jarred her from her reverie. "Oh dear, my lord, I fear I have been frightfully rude, haven't ...