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with the cards, it had become apparent that the sender was not Trenton Calderhill. Such flowery prose didn’t seem fitting for someone like Trenton. He seemed to be more blunt and direct in his manner.
    That left her with one worrying problem. Who could her secret admirer be? The more she looked at the script, the more she became convinced the gushing praise had been written by a female hand. But how could they be? Why would a woman want to send her flowers? It was too ridiculous to contemplate.
    No, they had to be from a man. She just didn’t know who that man was yet and had no idea how to go about finding out right now, but she would. Somehow.
    “I don’t know what to do about them,” Ursula confided.
    “Well, given he hasn’t sent you his name yet, the only thing you can do is wait for him to appear. He has gone to considerable expense so will want to ensure that you know who he is. Sit back and wait, my dear. Your mysterious admirer will appear. You’ll see,” Adelaide assured her.
    Ursula looked up in time to watch her aunt tap the side of her nose and nodded while she considered that. She wasn’t sure what she would say to Trenton if it turned out to be him, or anyone else for that matter. She had never been the object of anyone’s attention before. The last thing she wanted to do was encourage anyone’s affections, but neither did she want to blank somebody who had been so generous.
    “Don’t worry about it now. Wait to see who has sent them first,” she muttered to herself.
    “What was that, dear?” Adelaide called from the hallway.
    “Nothing,” Ursula replied as she moved to join her.
    “Ready?”
    Ursula nodded and followed her aunt outside. After the morning she had just had she was looking forward to being able to savour the air. Although she hated London with its cloying smog, constant noise, and crowded streets, she adored Hyde Park, and relished her late morning stroll with her aunt.
    Once on the pavement, they turned toward the park at the end of the road. Ursula saw the endless line of carriages crossing the end of the road and sighed in dismay. It was a familiar sight to her now, but no less daunting now than it had been on the first day she had experienced walking amongst the melee. As they approached, she made a conscious effort to straighten her spine and glide like Adelaide instructed her to and willed the next few minutes to be over as quickly as possible.
    “The chaos has already begun,” she mused with a wry smile.
    “Oh, shush now. You know this is the best way to make the acquaintance of people I don’t wish to take tea with,” Adelaide chided her. “Just enjoy yourself and leave everything to me.”
    Ursula sighed. She had little choice because that is all she seemed to have done since her arrival in London several weeks ago. At the time, she had considered visiting her aunt as an answer to her problems. In reality, little in her life had changed. At Adelaide’s house she had even less freedom in London’s strict society than she did at home. At least in Yorkshire she could step outside and walk for miles without having to remember to keep her back and shoulders straight, nod to people she knew, and smile serenely at all times. It was hard work trying to remember all of the rules and regulations. She was glad to leave everything to her aunt, if only so she could observe those around her to make sure she didn’t put a foot out of place.
    Unfortunately, after several days of the same routine, it was all getting a rather tedious. Even taking some fresh air had turned out to be a chore. She wasn’t sure how Adelaide coped with it.
    “I suspect that your admirer will make his presence felt before we reach home today,” Adelaide mused with a sly smile.
    It troubled Ursula more than she cared to admit to realise that she was scouring the area for Trenton. Determined to forget about him once and for all, she turned her attention the flora and fauna of the park instead. That