Half hope…
Unexpected news from Lyme buoys Wentworth’s spirits. Wentworth sat upon his brother’s horse, surveying the countryside on a very fine morning. At one time, he had been a decent horseman. But years at sea took their toll and his seat had suffered. Thankfully, he had not acquired Admiral Croft’s reputation as a terrible driver. That last tumble had damaged both his reputation and his curricle almost, but not quite, beyond repair. It was a wonder Sophy was … Continue reading →