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“What are you two to doing this afternoon?” Richard asked.
“I am continuing my lessons. We have just completed the duties of the footmen and maids,” Lydia replied. “There is a lot to remember, but Miss Bingley is very patient. Surprisingly so.”
“Is that so?” Amusement had been so far from Richard for so many weeks that it was quite refreshing to feel it now.
[from Loving Lydia, book 3 in the Marrying Elizabeth Series]
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Confounding Caroline, book 1 ~ Delighting Mrs. Bennet, book 2
“Is that so?” Carlyle taunted. “Exactly how good a friend is she, Shelton? We all know your reputation with the fairer sex.”
“Mr. Shelton.” Grace was at his elbow. “Please, do not hit him.”
“Why not?” He pulled his arm away from her. “Even you must know what he is insinuating about Victoria.”
“I do, and it is most improper. But think of the explanation that will be required if Mr. Carlyle returns with a black eye or bloody nose.” She looked at Carlyle and added, “Not that he does not deserve both.”
From the vehement tone she used to say that last bit, it appeared to Roger that there was some fire hidden within Miss Grace Love. Hopefully, she would learn to use that fire when dealing with her sister, who was smiling behind her fingers as if what was happening was the most amusing things she had ever witnessed.
“Do you find me entertaining, Miss Love?” Roger asked. “Or do you find it diverting when someone accuses another lady of impropriety?”
Felicity gasped. “You are very forward, Mr. Shelton.”
“And you are a conniving wench, Miss Love.”
[from His Darling Friend, A Touches of Austen Novella, and the current Sweet Tuesdays story]
I thought it imperative that I use and Emma video this week since His Darling Friend is nearly over since that story has touches of Emma in it. There are only two chapters left. 🙂 And I thought the title of the song went well with the snippet I shared above as well as the cliffhanger last sentence of tomorrow’s chapter. 😉
I have exciting writing news this week. Continue reading Music Monday: Collide (Emma and Knightley)
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“Do you think he will see her?” Elizabeth whispered to Darcy. Lydia had eaten little yesterday or today. Between the worry over the damage Mary might have done by being so outspoken to Lord Westonbury and concern about the colonel, she had little appetite and wandered from room to room unable to focus on any task. To be honest, Elizabeth was more than a little anxious about the state of her youngest sister’s mind.
“We are hopeful,” Darcy replied.
[from Loving Lydia, book 3 in the Marrying Elizabeth Series]
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Confounding Caroline, book 1 ~ Delighting Mrs. Bennet, book 2
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“My arm is not taken,” Westonbury offered.
Mary looked at the arm he offered, raised a brow while giving him a look of perturbed displeasure, and then very cautiously placed her hand on it.
“Why?” Bingley whispered to Darcy as the group began walking once again. “She obviously does not like him. Why would he subject himself to what could very likely be a lecture?”
[from Loving Lydia, book 3 in the Marrying Elizabeth Series]
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Confounding Caroline, book 1 ~ Delighting Mrs. Bennet, book 2
“And poor Mr. Clayton.” She sighed. “I quite like him. I did from the time we arrived at Heathcote. However, as Felicity pointed out, she is older, and so it is she who should marry first.”
Roger stopped walking. “And you gave him up for her?”
Grace shrugged. “I had not lost my heart to him.” She glanced back at the library door. “And I thought my sister had.” She shook her head. “But apparently, she has not, for she is at the rotunda with Mr. Ramsey likely letting him kiss her.”
“But I thought you thought Mr. Ramsey was of interest.”
Again, Grace shrugged. “I did, but…”
“Your sister is older?”
Grace nodded.
“She deserves to be an old maid,” Roger muttered. “Is she at the rotunda alone with Mr. Ramsey?”
“No. Miss Hamilton and Mr. Carlyle are with them.”
Roger pulled Grace across the drawing room in his hurry to reach the window. “I do not see them.”
“That is because Felicity wished to see the far side of the rotunda.” She blew out a breath. “So, she can kiss him,” she whispered.
[from His Darling Friend, A Touches of Austen Novella, and the current Sweet Tuesdays story]There are no pictures with this ‘video’ today, but the song title and tone seemed a very good fit with the small excerpt from tomorrow’s story. The song, “Desire,” is one that is on my ever-growing list of Music to Write By, and I am actually listening to this album on Spotify as I write this. 🙂
I have learned how to listen to share the music on my Spotify phone app with the Spotify app on my tv. It wasn’t hard, but I didn’t know you could do that. 🙂 So I have been listening through the tv in the room where I write. I would call it an office, but it isn’t just an office. It is more of a multipurpose room which was traditionally designed to be a living room. My house is not huge. 🙂 Continue reading Music Monday: Desire (Denise Young)
