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She had meant to amuse Matthew, but his smile didn’t reach his eyes. “Oh, the groom is the most insignificant part of it,” she said cheerfully. “Aren’t I supposed to be featured in the ceremony?” “The ceremony will be designed to make the world take notice of the Bowmans.” “It won’t be pleasant,” Daisy warned Matthew later that day, as they sat at the grassy edge of a millpond located far on the western outskirts of the village.

I will endeavor to find some small consolation in the fact that at least this time I will be able to plan a proper wedding.” She had never quite forgiven Lillian and Marcus for having eloped to Gretna Green, thereby depriving her of the grand festivities she had always dreamed of planning.

“It seems I have no choice but to accept this match gracefully. “Are we talking about Grandmother again?” “Since when have you been interested in warlike pagans with silly-looking headgear?”ĭaisy looked up from her book again. I would have so loved to learn about the Vikings.” “He said there were lovely walks in Thurso,” she said mournfully. The mention of Llandrindon nearly caused Mercedes to weep. Besides, you will be far more accessible in Bristol than you would have been with Lord Llandrindon in Thurso.” “I’ve reconciled myself to the fact that it would be easier to push a pea with my nose from here to London than to try and stand in the way of this marriage. I expected you to make a fuss about the betrothal.” “Thank you for being so accommodating, Lillian. “He has a problem with geese.” Her smile turned quizzical. “His charm doesn’t extend to poultry,” she said. “If root vegetables could talk, I’ve no doubt they would say they like him, too.”ĭaisy, who was sitting by the window with a book, looked up with a sudden grin. “-children, animals and the higher order of plants,” Lillian finished sardonically. Swift is liked by everyone in the northern hemisphere, including Westcliff and his friends, my friends, the servants, the neighbors-”

“But much as I hate to admit it, that puts us in a minority. Indignation caused Mercedes to puff out her cheeks temporarily, causing her narrow face to resemble a set of inflated fireplace bellows. This preoccupation with nobility is a bit excessive, isn’t it? Let’s put it to rest and try to be happy for Daisy.” “Mother, if Daisy married the royal prince of Luxembourg it still wouldn’t change the fact that the Bowmans are from common stock, and Grandmother-Lord love her-was a dockside washwoman. Lillian, who was feeding the baby, replied in a sardonic tone.