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Not to mention that at least half her brain was focused on Marcus, and the fact that he was still talking to Felicity Featherington Who, Honoria could not help but note, looked exceptionally pretty that evening in a gown the exact shade of primrose she had intended to purchase before she’d had to leave London to care for Marcus when he had a fever

There was a ti, Honoria decided, even pettiness

Lady Danbury leaned over and peered down at the violin in her hands "Violin?"

Honoria wrenched her gaze back to Lady Danbury "Ehrm, yes, ma’am"

The elderly countess looked up with a shrewd look in her eye "I can see that you wanted toa pianoforte"

"No, , Honoria said, "I was going toa cello"

Lady Danbury’s wrinkled face erupted into a sh to make Honoria’s uish between a violin and a viola," Lady Danbury said "Don’t you?"

"No," Honoria replied, feeling a bit braver now that she was getting warht be because I actually play the violin"

Well, she thought as an addenduht be too ambitious a verb But this she kept to herself

Lady Danbury gave her cane a thuel at the piano"

"That is Miss Wynter, the governess for the younger Pleinsworth girls My cousin Sarah took ill and needed a replaceht there was to be an announce"

It was on the tip of Honoria’s tongue to say that she hoped Lady Danbury hadn’t been listening to anything that night, but she sed the retort She had a cheerful façade to maintain, and she fully blamed Marcus – and, to a lesser extent, Felicity Featherington – forat?" Lady Danbury asked slyly

Honoria was very quick to answer, "No one"

"Then who are you looking for?"

Good heavens, the woain, no one, ma’am," Honoria said, she hoped sweetly

"Hmmmph He’s my nephew, you know"

Honoria tried not to be alarreat-nephew, if one reats do make one feel ancient"

Honoria looked at Marcus, then back at Lady Danbury "Mar – I mean, Lord Chatteris is your nephew?"