"Oh, I think your mother will still find plenty to say about you marrying me," Audrey said. She knew what some of Society thought about her, but it didn't matter. She wasn't sleeping around and her political views weren't that radical. And it wasn't as though all the matrons weren't dying for her to attend their events anyway. The better to gossip about, my dear.
She couldn't really argue with him. He was making far too much sense. And she couldn't help but think that where marrying Yaxley would have been hell, marrying Will might very well be, well, heaven. "Okay," she said after only a moment more of thinking it over, her face splitting into a grin. "Okay. Yes. Let's get married."