Adelaide watched as the mist spread across the field like a veil. How strange it looked. It was a bright, sunless morning. The air was cool and comfortable–a perfect day for a walk with the amiable Mr. Philips. A kindly gentleman with a very agreeable disposition made him the perfect suitor for her by her parent’s estimation. Of her own feelings about the matter, she wasn’t sure. She liked him fairly well but it wasn’t the sort of liking that would lead to a deeper affection. Still, he was a very fine fellow and she looked forward to seeing him.
She heard her name and turned. It was Mr. Philip striding briskly toward her, smiling broadly. He was accompanied by a very handsome and smartly dressed gentleman whom he introduced as his brother, Lionel.
She curtsied and he bowed.
“I hope you don’t mind me accompanying Henry and you on your walk.”
“Not at all.”
Henry offered her his arm.
Her eyes met Lionel’s. I fear that I’m in danger of falling for him.