The Lady in Question
Chapter One
June 1820
Dearest Cassie,
I have at last returned to London to take up residence
in my husband's house. I am all too aware
that Mother has yet to forgive me for my transgressions
and continues to forbid you to so much as
speak to me, but if it is at all possible could you
pay me a call this afternoon? I have missed you terribly,
dear sister. I arrived three days ago and there
is no one here to talk to save the servants, and they
are an odd lot indeed ...
"Given the circumstances, that is, all things considered,
and the time that has passed ... " Lady Wilmont,
Philadelphia -- Delia to her dearest friends, and, up until
a scant six months ago, Miss Effington -- picked at an
odd thread on the arm of the far-too-masculine sofa in
the parlor of her late husband's town house and forced a casual note to her voice. "Do you think Mother will ever
speak to me again?"
"I certainly wouldn't wager on it at the moment. She's already
gone on far longer than I would have expected." Cassandra
Effington, Delia's younger sister by no more than
two minutes, drew her brows together thoughtfully. "You
know how Mother is. She has taken all of this as an affront
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