The last steps of the dance swirled around them as Mr. Lovegood led them to a stop. Caroline smiled prettily. “Certainly.” Anything this gentleman might say to Shawn likely wouldn’t help, but it was gallant of him to offer and perhaps if Shawn saw her having some sort of success mother might hear of it and suggest an extended stay in London despite Shawn’s reservations. “Perhaps he might see reason if you were to speak to him.” Her tone hinted at a coy admiration of the man.

Spotting Shawn she nodded in his direction as Mr. Lovegood led her from the dance floor, “That would be Mr. Shawn Delaney.” It would be rude to add anything additional although she longed to mention his antisocial tendencies. It was one thing to tease her brother at home, another entirely to tease him in front of a gentleman who was all but a perfect stranger.