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When Marcus Fairburn, the Earl of Longvale, summoned his wife Lucinda to serve tea for him in the library she put aside the needlepoint she was working on and bade Mrs. Christy to bring in the refreshments. As the tea was steeping and they nibbled on currant biscuits the Earl took the opportunity to consider his Lady. Once more he congratulated himself on the choice he had made seven years earlier. It had come down to Lucinda and Alexander Bustler's daughter Felicity. At seventeen, Felicity had just come out and, while comely to look at and well bred, tended to frown when one tried to converse with her. Nevertheless her family boasted a distinctive lineage and a firm standing in society. On the other hand, at one-and-twenty years of age, Lucinda had been completing her third season in the Ton, Victorian London's highest social strata.

Despite Felicity's advantages, Marcus had chosen Lucinda to be his countess. She was pleasant enough in looks and could carry on a decent conversation - for a female. She brought to the marriage a respectable dowry and an intact maidenhead, the two requirements a gentleman expected to have met. What had since endeared her to him most was the ease with which she had given up the latter. In fact she had enthusiastically participated in the making of his heir and then a second son and a daughter. He had heard from Angletharp that once he had married Felicity she only grudgingly fulfilled her wifely duties, and shunned them entirely after producing the requisite son to inherit the title. Of course Angletharp was over sixty and had an unfortunate proclivity to flatulence. ...

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