The Madcap
“Alasdair’s mother glared at her with a narrow gaze, effectively communicating precisely what the woman thought of her: that she was an American nobody far beneath her notice and certainly too far beneath her son to warrant the attentions he paid her.
Marianne greeted her with all the respect due the woman’s station, a bit shocked at the woman’s openly intense dislike. She’d been prepared to meet a woman who tried to meddle in her grown son’s life, but she hadn’t been prepared for the extreme lo...athing the woman displayed. Marianne tried to ignore Lady Pennington’s behavior. “Your son has been the most dedicated of escorts in London. He’s gone out of his way to see to our comfort”
“Quite so” The woman returned with a supercilious coldness. Sarah, standing next to her, blushed and Alasdair’s jaw tightened, as though both were mortified by the countess’ poor manners.
In her peripheral vision, Marianne caught a glimpse of her father talking with his usual enthusiasm to a group gathered about him as all nodded their heads.MoreLess
Marianne greeted her with all the respect due the woman’s station, a bit shocked at the woman’s openly intense dislike. She’d been prepared to meet a woman who tried to meddle in her grown son’s life, but she hadn’t been prepared for the extreme lo...athing the woman displayed. Marianne tried to ignore Lady Pennington’s behavior. “Your son has been the most dedicated of escorts in London. He’s gone out of his way to see to our comfort”
“Quite so” The woman returned with a supercilious coldness. Sarah, standing next to her, blushed and Alasdair’s jaw tightened, as though both were mortified by the countess’ poor manners.
In her peripheral vision, Marianne caught a glimpse of her father talking with his usual enthusiasm to a group gathered about him as all nodded their heads.MoreLess
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