After the girls waved goodbye to Nate, Grace turned to Violet. “You were uncharacteristically silent.”
“He just wasn’t who I was expecting,” she murmured.
Constance nodded. “You were looking for a great hulking mountain man.”
“I think Nate was very pleasant,” Grace said.
Violet pouted. “Let’s stop talking about him, please. I need to find a husband before I’m foisted off on some aging land baron.”
“We cannot allow that!” Constance declared.
“No,” Grace agreed. “We must help Violet find a handsome young husband.”
Constance scanned the room, before facing Violet with a grin. “What about Mr. Clark?”