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     in life they were intended for, Miss Bicklesham’s faculty had an unsuspected rebellious
     streak. Delilah and Teddy had both left school with a solid grasp of not only how
     to host a hundred people for dinner and manage a grand house but with a basic understanding
     as well of Latin, mathematics, astronomy, philosophy, and economics. None of which
     had come in particularly handy thus far in Delilah’s life although she did credit
     her ability to handle any conversation with aplomb and confidence to Miss Bicklesham’s
     unusual curriculum.
    “Or a wedding,” Teddy added.
    Delilah sipped her tea. “I shall keep that in mind as well.”
    Teddy also knew most of Delilah’s secrets just as Delilah knew most of Teddy’s. Others
     might suspect the truth of it but Delilah was certain she was the only one who actually
     knew Lady Theodosia and her mother, the Countess of Sallwick, were not merely amusing
     themselves with their wedding and party planning services but needed the income.
    “I do intend to marry,” Teddy said. “I just find it remarkably difficult to find the
     right man.”
    “Yes, there is that,” Delilah said under her breath. A vision of Mr. Russell’s enticing
     smile flashed through her mind. His face had an unnerving tendency to appear from
     nowhere whenever the topic turned toward desirable men and marriage, especially now.
    Delilah had tried to put him completely out of her mind and indeed there had been
     days when she scarcely thought of him at all. Unfortunately, he was there very nearly
     every time she closed her eyes. It was both annoying and pointless. She would never
     see him again after all. But ever since her return to Millworth, recollections of
     him had stubbornly taken up residence in the back of her mind. It was due no doubt
     to the upcoming wedding and all those bloody Americans who would soon be invading.
    It was certainly not because he was the right man. Far from it. Mr. Samuel Russell
     was the complete opposite of the type of man she planned on for her second husband.
     Aside from any number of other reasons, he was an American. That would never do. Besides
     which he was an adventure. Adventures were meant to be brief, enjoyable, and finite.
     And best kept to oneself. He was one secret she would never share even with her closest
     friend.
    “Well then.” A wicked gleam sparked in Camille’s eyes. “We should indeed go over the
     guest list. We might be able to pick out your future husband as well as Delilah’s.”
    Teddy laughed. “I would much rather pick him out in person than from a list, thank
     you very much.”
    “I wouldn’t be at all surprised if you don’t already know every single person on that
     list already.” Camille tapped Teddy’s notebook with a pointed finger.
    “Nor would I.” Teddy wrinkled her nose. “Which is no doubt part of the problem. I
     should like to meet someone new. Someone different.” She thought for a moment. “Someone
     who, I don’t know, doesn’t know my family, my background. Someone I haven’t known,
     who hasn’t known me, for much of my life. Which I think is one of the problems of
     the society we live in. There’s never any new blood. It’s just the same people, the
     same families, it’s just so . . . Well, I think expected is the right word. I would like something or rather someone unexpected .”
    “An adventure,” Delilah said under her breath.
    “Exactly.” Teddy beamed at her friend. “I want a man to be an adventure. To be unknown
     and new and exciting.”
    “And make your heart race,” Delilah said without thinking.
    Camille and Teddy stared at her.
    “Isn’t that what an adventure does?” Delilah said quickly. “Make your heart race?
     Doesn’t Grayson make your heart race?”
    “He always has.” Camille’s satisfied smile had returned. “Perhaps one of Grayson’s
     American friends would suit for your adventure, Teddy. They’re not titled but I’m
     fairly