Bloxwich village near Faraday Hall, Essex.It is the height of the Season and there are no desirable, eligible gentlemen in Town. I cannot say where they have gone.Lady Charlotte Worth recalled her aunt Mary's words from the letter she received just that morning. Charlotte leaned forward to peer out the chintz-draped window of the coach to see a throng congregating at the front door of the local assembly room.The crowd of gentlemen, for they were all men with not a lady among them, blocked the entrance. All manner of carriages lined both sides of the main street. Charlotte had never seen so much activity in their little village before.Could this be where the gentlemen who were supposed to be in London for the Season had migrated?The Faraday-crested coach rolled past the front of the assembly room and turned the corner before coming to a stop. The carriage door opened. Mr. Ogden helped the Duke of Faraday's family disembark. Her younger sister Muriel stepped out of the coach first, followed by their aunt, Mrs.
