It was clear enough that the subject of marriage was one that she and Verity would not agree on anytime soon, but Grace did not have to be happy about it. With an unladylike groan she rolled over and sat up into a sitting position.

"Well I think you out to broaden your definition of happiness, lest you end up settling beneath it." And there was a great chance they would. They had nothing to recommend them to wealthy gentleman other than their heritage and their name. There were plenty of other well-connected girls in the world, and far fewer gentleman seeking wives. Settling, Grace thought, mind not be a terrible thing at all.

"But I will let you rest. Consider what I've said while you do."

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