She rested her gloved hand on the Duke of Devon's, and stepped gracefully onto the cobblestones. "Why thank you, Your Grace. I would be so terribly ashamed if I looked ugly in front of you."
Lady Gwendolyn glanced at the rest of the guests, noticing at once that the Mountford-Miles siblings seemed rather more spread-out than normal. Oooh, there was something to this. "Oh, yes, I did bring my mare." She gestured to the chestnut mare behind her carriage. "Your Grace is so very kind to inquire. I see the Mountford- Miles are all here except Edith- oh, no, there she is. How strange she should come seperately...."