"Oh, then we should most certainly host more balls. They are the only place to really meet young men, and I am assured you can tell by the way a man dances if he would be a good husband. After all, if he is frightened to ask you and then forgets his steps he'd obviously be meek in other aspects of his life and you would never find yourself proud of his achievements." Patience said, distinctly unimpressed with the idea of marrying such a weak specimen of manhood.
“I do intend to be married before I reach twenty.” She said, taking another sip of her tea. “I’m sure there is so much fun one can have married – after all, there is the engagement party and the wedding breakfast and travelling to far flung family to introduce your new beloved, and a honeymoon. I think I will go to Bath, I hear the social season there is divine and the shopping most wonderful.”