for us tonight, Eve. And then the Swansonâs for a musicale. Good day, Miss Lucinda. I hope to see you again. Good-bye, Eve, for now. Iâll see you soon, but not soon enough to suit me.â
He smiled, bowed, and left.
âOh!â Lucinda breathed when heâd gone from the salon. She sat back and put a hand on her heart. âHe is courting you. You lucky, lucky girl! There isnât a female at home who wouldnât envy you. The Ashfords are famous in our district. Such handsome men! Not that they ever stay around very long. They travel all the time. His grandfather charmed everyone, or so everyone remembers. They say his grandmother was a beauty, but when she began to ail they left the country to go to Italy for the climate. Thatâs where your Aubreyâs father was born. He came back to visit his estate once, but left soon again. I vow, I was only a child, but I never forgot the glimpses I got of him before he returned to Italy, which he considered his home.I hear he married there. This Mr. Aubrey was his only child and now heâs back. I vow your Aubrey is his fatherâs spit and image.â
âNot my Aubrey,â Eve corrected her, sitting back, vastly relieved.
âWhy not? He has everything. What fault do you find in him?â
âNone,â Eve said gloomily. âThatâs the problem. Iâve plenty of faults. Why should this magnificent, faultless person want to marry me at first sight?
âItâs so romantic,â Lucinda sighed. âWhy not just accept it? I would, should such a person want to marry me, for whatever reason.â
âHe says I remind him of someone,â Eve said. âA woman he obviously adored. But thatâs no basis for marriage either. I know you consider me mad, Lucy, but I want more from my husband. Thatâs why Iâve waited this long. Marriage is forever. I donât want to make a misstep.â
Eve sat up suddenly. âTell me about his family. Heâs answered my questions about them, but not at length. All he says was that he was orphaned in Italy and came home to find his roots. I accepted that because, well, you know how it is when heâs talking. He changed the subject and I never got back to it. I can now. Tell me all about them. Everything you know, or guess, or have heard.â
âDidnât you hear when I was talking with him?â Lucinda asked.
Eveâs cheeks grew pink. âI was distracted,â she said. âTell me now. And tell me all.â
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The dinner was delicious, the conversation witty, and Eve seldom stopped smiling. Aubrey was a wonderful host. The restaurant was elegant and in fashion. Sheridan was beyond thrilled to have been invited along. The newlywed young couple, friends of Aubreyâs, were charming, when they stopped staring into each otherâs eyes and remembered where they were.
The musicale they went to next routed Sheridan after a half hour. He sat looking agonized, gazing around the room to see how he could make his getaway. Eve realized his plan even before he suddenly stood. He sat again when she tugged on his sleeve and whispered, reminding him that heâd agreed to be chaperone this evening. A maid wasnât enough for a well-bred young woman. She began to think that a cloister of nuns wouldnât be enough chaperonage for her when she was with Aubrey.
Sure enough, when they said good night to the young couple and returned to Eveâs house, Sherry bowed, said his thanks, and dashed off to meet some friends at a nearby tavern. Eve allowed heryawning maid to go to bed. And all the while, Aubrey stood in the hallway with a slight smile.
âThank you for a lovely evening,â Eve finally said, looking up at him, suddenly aware that she ought not to have sent her maid to bed so soon.
âNo, thank you,â he said. âReady to accept my proposal, Eve? Then you wouldnât have to look so stricken because we were
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