Rose gave a laugh. “Yes! He is, isn’t he? I’ve never seen anyone look so uncomfortable outside of London.”
“I’m surprised he agreed to come,” I said, standing up. Stephanie reached out to retie the ribbon on my dress into a nicer bow than I had managed.
“I think he likes you a great deal,” my sister confided. “In fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if he was the first to come up to scratch, after you’ve been presented. But he is being so good in waiting until you’ve had a chance to survey the field, so to speak.”
“Oh, goodness! Do you think so? Do you really think he wants to marry me?” I asked, slightly horrified. I liked Mr. Haston, but a more empty-headed man, I couldn’t imagine.
“Of course! Do you think you might...?”
“No! I’m afraid our father and Fungy have completely spoiled me for i
