The Proposal
“She went shopping with Lady Muir and her cousin and sister-in-law one morning and ended up at a tea shop with an admirer and his mother. She went on a round of visits on another afternoon with the same three ladies and was escorted home by the son of the final household upon which they called, a maid trailing along behind at his grandmother’s insistence. She went driving in the park on two afternoons with different escorts. And each morning brought a steady stream of invitations, though so far she had attended only the one ball. She was well launched upon society, it seemed, and she was happy. Not just for herself, though. “All the gentlemen who have singled me out for attention want to talk about you, Hugo,” she told him at breakfast one morning. “It is very gratifying.” “About me?” He frowned. “And yet they are courting you?” “Well,” she said, “I suppose it is good for their prestige to be seen with the sister of the hero of Badajoz.” Hugo was mortally tired of hearing that ridiculo...us phrase.MoreLess
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