“said Mrs Lisle complacently, when the gentlemen, after a neat nuncheon, had departed for London. “Most implausible for Prometheus, however, so I could not mention her without making it apparent that I had a hand in the proposal, which would not serve.”
“Gracious no!” Pippa shuddered. “I pray he never finds out. From Prometheus it is a generous notion; from us, the beneficiaries, both encroaching and shockingly self-serving.”
“Far from it, my love! Your sister is the beneficiary, and it was not her notion. She is worth a little roundaboutation, is she not?”
“I agreed to do it, did I not? But talking of roundaboutation, Mama, you said I was to decide for myself whether to take part in the Season’s entertainments. Now Lord Selworth expects me to go to balls and parties and I shall be the most d-dreadful f-failure again!” Ending on a wail, Pippa felt for her handkerchief.
“You will not!” her mother said adamantly. “Have a little faith in yourself, Pippa.
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