Prologue -1780- Hazeldene House The footman cleared his throat. “Your Ladyship, may I present Lady Georgiana Winthrop.” Forgetting propriety Sophia Cadnum jumped up and, with a yelp of pleasure, ran to embrace her visitor. “Georgiana, at last! I am nearly mad for the want of company.” “Sophia, darling, Motherhood obviously suits you …. positively radiant,” Georgiana […]
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