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The fastest courtship upon record
occurred during the markedly wet season

1804, when Miss Mary Leopold secured a
betrothal over a plate of sugared

and licorice in just four and a half
minutes.

Of course, Miss Leopold and her new
husband would leave London mere hours

their wedding.

Reason? Unknown.

Of all that I have imparted to you, dear
reader, there is but one bit of wisdom

you must heed most.

One can never know the truth of a
marriage hiding behind closed doors.

Beware indeed, blushing newlyweds. You
know not the future that awaits.

Will there be hardship?

Or indignity?

Will one's future see the rarest
accomplishment of all?

A true love match.

As for which of these fates await the
eager matches of the season of 1813,

two things will tell.

Time, and as always, this author.

You are permitted to smile, Your Grace.

Might you both move a bit closer as
well?

Better.

Once this portrait business is settled,
I shall quit London.

Tonight, perhaps. And draw new whispers
about the state of our marriage. I would

prefer otherwise, now that we know I'm
not with child.

You should depart London at the end of
the season, with the rest of the ton as

planned. It is but a few more days. Very
well.

And as to the matter of the Hastings
ball on Friday, might I count on your

attendance? I think there's little
choice in the matter, seeing as I'm one

the hosts.

It shall be your last such commitment.
This time next week, our ruse will be

well and truly over.

Uh, um, apologies, but this is not
working.

Perhaps His Grace might place his hand
on the Duchess's shoulder.

So that you both can look as happy as
you surely must be.

My word.

The very picture of devotion.

Where did you meet her?

About town.

I just saw her.

Should you not be off somewhere, getting
ready to attend your very first ball?

Brother, might I be able to join in on
the furnace summer at Albury Hall?

Brother!

Provided you stay clear of my lucky
mannet, I think you'd a fine idea. You

cannot be in earnest. I shall begin
practising straight away.

What other places might Madame Delacroix
frequent besides the shop?

Many places, Eloise, for her many
interests.

You mean I'm in secrets?

You need to be careful, Benedict.

Madame Delacroix may not be who you
think she is, and consorting with her

wealth, there may be consequences.

I would have expected this from anyone
but you.

You think just because Madame Delacroix
has a paid occupation or because she

does not reside within the bounds of
Grosvenor Square, she's different, is

it? That she's somehow less deserving of
my attention because she's not in

polite society it deems appropriate?

That's not what I'm saying. What are you
saying?

You all right? Perhaps I should go and
prepare for our sisters. Perhaps you

should. Aunt Winnie has sent word.

Francesca will be arriving home
tomorrow. How exciting!

Perhaps she can tell us of time well
spent far from London.

I love me so much. Indeed.

Certainly has been an eventful season,
with Daphne and the Duke and then

and... Yes, well, never mind.

Marina? Pam, come in.

I'm already feeling much improved.

Marina. What?

Penelope, I assure you, I am well. That
tea has accomplished what I needed it

to. And now with the season over, I can
finally go home.

So that means you are no longer... With
child.

I would have felt something by now, I'm
certain.

Caused quite a flutter.

That was not my intention.

But I am sorry.

For everything I've done and said.

You were right about Colin.

He is a good man with a good heart.

You were very good to him. I am certain
one day he will see it.

That is odd.

I wasn't expecting any callers today.

Are you quite well?

I've made my decision.

The Duke and I are going our separate
ways.

It is for the best, truly.

I know I do not always say the right
things, and then the things I do say,

they are not always what you wish to
hear.

I'm only able to offer you what I know.

However difficult...

forgiving someone may be, it is
necessary to move forward.

That is not up to me, Mama.

The Duke is choosing to nurture some
grudge against his father instead of

allowing himself any kind of happiness.

However am I supposed to forgive that?

However are we supposed to move forward
from there?

You're great.

I do hope you're finding everything you
need for Friday's door.

It will certainly be the event of the
season.

Of course, my young ladies will have to
hear about the wondrous festivities the

next day, seeing how they did not
receive an invitation.

Prudence, in particular, is in tears
about it. Is she not, Mrs. Varley?

Oh, an absolute water in pot, that one.

Then perhaps you might explain to your
young ladies, Lady Featherington, how

they ended up in such an unfortunate
situation and who exactly put them

Or perhaps we can make room.

I certainly would have no problem
extending my invitation, as I am sure

us would like to forgive the errors of
the past and move forward.

Yes, ma 'am?

If that is what you wish.

How are you?

Apologies, ma 'am, but it seems a
carriage has arrived back at the house.

Crane, isn't it?

I beg your pardon, but did you say
Crane?

Would that be a Sir George Crane?

Mr Crane, how delightful to make your
acquaintance. I had no idea a soldier

as yourself was coming to town.

And, well, Miss Thompson has not
received any correspondence from you in

some time.

Nor would I have expected her to, my
lady.

I beg your pardon?

That man is not who you believe him to
be, Lady Featherington.

It is not George, but his brother.

Sir Philip.

I have come bearing grim news today.

My brother George died on the
battlefield.

Several weeks ago.

And, uh... Marina.

Marina, please, wait.

He was writing to me.

George.

To tell me he loved me.

To tell me we could run away together
and marry and have our child.

Sir Philip found this half -written
letter amongst George's belongings after

um... If it were not for your recent

inquiries, Sir Philip never would have
known I was here.

And I never would have known George.

He loved me.

All this time, he loved me.

I thought him a villain, but he was not.

He had a perfectly reasonable
explanation for not writing back to me.

And I was wrong.

Miss Eloise, you should come back
another day when the shop is open. Oh, I

hoped you'd make an exception for me.

I need a dress for my sister's ball.

You already have a dress for your
sister's boy. I need another one.

A young lady can never have too many
dresses.

Or perhaps this one.

It would make me look quite in fashion.

The eyes of the Featheringtons, I rather
think.

Unfortunate young ladies.

They are still quite stung from Lady
Whistledown's recent expose.

How I wish the author would write
something flattering about them.

Perhaps she will.

What makes you say that?

Because she knows what is good for her
business and angering loyal customers is

not good.

No.

No, it is not.

Whether those loyal customers be
Featheringtons or Bridgertons, even.

Lady Whistledown might wish to examine
what she writes about both.

Indeed.

I have heard people say that men, such
as my brother, if you will, can

withstand... Rumour and gossip.

But I'm not always so sure.

I know where you are here, Miss Eloise.

You're very smart, and you care very
much about the people in your life, as

should.

But you must know, I have no intention
of compromising anyone.

That is good.

Because the Queen is enraged.

So whoever Whistledown is should be
careful.

I would hate her to be silenced before
she has a chance to change her ways and

make things right.

I believe Whistledown is smart enough to
take care of herself.

Yes.

She certainly is.

Charming chatting with you, Madame
Delacroix.

Lock the door.

Your Grace.

Your Grace.

Heading to Will's boxing match?

Will you be accompanying me? No.

I have much to do for the ball.

But of course you should go and express
your support.

Simon.

What did your father do to make you take
that vow in the first place?

We do not need to have this
conversation.

Do I not deserve an explanation, as your
wife? You deserve more than that,

indeed.

You may not understand this now, but
Daphne, you must know, I am doing this

your own good. I can decide for myself.
You'll be better off without me.

win this fight and perhaps we leave this
city we can take our exhibitions all

over England if we wish to continue
living fight to fight we should be

for our future Alice I cannot fight
forever

Our circumstance is solely dependent on
how well I can handle and grow into the

likes of them.

Will, what are you saying?

Perhaps I lose.

Perhaps that purse will be enough to
keep us happy.

Thank you for meeting me.

Always interested in a good fight.

Why did you want us here?

I want to place a sizable wager on this
match.

And I'm told you two can manage serious
transactions.

My money's on the beast.

With Mondric heavily favoured. There's
only one reason a flesh cold lord would

come to us for such a bid. Anyone who
knows you must know your word is

worthless.

You don't need to take my word.

Instead, you can take the deed to my
house.

Should I lose it, it's yours.

Biggie, you'd have been here an hour
ago.

I would have been.

It's not as if you needed me here to
wish you luck.

You ready?

As a celebrity.

Ladies and gentlemen, take your seat.

The match is about to begin.

Our credit at the Modi, it is still
rather precarious. I mean, it is.

Non -existent.

Well, the young ladies will just have to
wear something they've worn before.

Before? Mama, I would rather not attend.

Don't one even wear a dress form before?

I beg your pardon, my lady, but it seems
my business here is not quite finished.

I would very much like to speak to Miss
Thompson.

I have a question for her.

Marry you?

I do not understand.

After my brother clearly took liberties
with your virtue, I would merely be

doing my duty.

Respectful marriage.

With Thompson.

What a fine thing.

Sir Philip inherited the crane title.

He has a perfectly adequate estate to
support you and perhaps your distant

cousins, too. I cannot.

I do not know this man.

I do not love this man.

I cannot marry this man.

George cared for you very much, Miss
Thompson.

And that will never change.

But he would have wanted you to be
looked after.

He would have wanted you to be
supported.

Allow me to realize my late brother's
wishes.

I thank you for your offer, Sir Philip,
but I believe you should now take your

leave.

Very well.

I wish you all the best, Miss Thompson.

What have you done?

That was a perfectly acceptable
proposal.

I am no longer with child, Lady
Featherington, so it is neither

acceptable for me to participate in any
more unwanted arrangements or

disingenuous schemes.

Thank you.

Lady Danbury.

Did you forget we were to come and help
with preparations for your ball?

Your mama is waiting in the parlour.

I shall be there momentarily.

Lady Danbury.

Did you know about these letters?

The ones that Duke seems to have written
to his father as a boy.

I did.

And now apparently so do you.

I had no idea.

That Simon had trouble speaking as a
child. What could you have done?

He worked so very hard to eliminate the
difficulty.

He was... Well, he was very proud. It is
why he wrote those letters in the first

place. To keep his father informed of
his progress.

So late Duke never even deigned to read
them. How could... What kind of father?

One that not only expected, but...

demanded perfection in his son.

And when that was not achieved, well, I

shall leave it to you to imagine.

Simon cannot be any more different from
a man such as that.

Of course.

We know that to be true, Your Grace.

You helped him overcome his impediment.

I merely showed him what he was capable
of all along.

And if he needed some encouragement, a
push from time to time, that was

something I was happy to provide.

But at the end of the day, the Duke's
triumph was his and his alone.

Appears I could have used that luck of
yours today.

Your grace.

Indeed.

You still managed to put on quite a
performance.

If you needed another investor or more
money, Will, you could have come to me.

I appreciate the offer, friend, but I do
not need your charity.

What happened to your honor? My honor?

Tell me, your grace.

Whatever could be more honorable besides
taking care of one's family?

Besides doing what needs to be done? Is
that what you hope to tell Alice?

You truly believe she will come to
understand your deceit? Perhaps you

stop worrying about my marriage and
instead put your mind to your own.

That is not what this is about. Is it
not?

Because I'd be willing to wager your
wife says differently. Watch yourself.

You're angry, but not with me.

somewhere else and finally do something
about it.

More importantly, how did you get here?
I had an inside tip.

What kind of tip?

A good kind.

But where did you get it? Does it
matter? Portia, our problems are solved.

And this is only half the winnings.

Well, where's the other half?

I used it to pay off my man.

No matter, because this is more than
enough.

Barley!

We're off to the body straight away in
the morning.

The young lady shall have new dresses
after all.

I thought you enjoyed breakfast in the
morning room.

I wish for different scenery today.

I can go if you would like. No.

You've already begun.

I'm going to Bridgeton House this
morning.

Dear Francesco's returned from Bath.

It seems my entire family is gathering.

Would you care to join me?

I must admit, my brothers will think it
odd if you do not.

Yes.

Yes.

I don't know if I could last a few
rounds in a box.

Well, there's certainly much I would
like to see.

Sister!

Francesca!

Oh, it's so wonderful to see you.

And you, Your Grace.

I thought four brothers enough, but
returning to five is quite nice.

Simon! When will I be able to visit
Cliveden?

I think it's allowed the Duke to find
his seat before you trouble him. You are

welcome to visit at any time.

Come, show me what you've been learning
all summer, Sister.

I do not share my... You are not to do
what you did the other morning ever

again. Do you understand that, Louise?

Oh, you mean visiting my new
acquaintance, Madame Delacroix? She's

was wrong about her, brother. She's
wonderful. You have nothing to worry

I was not worried about anything. Not
worried about what?

I... I have a friendship with Genevieve
Delacroix.

Good for you, brother.

You deserve contentment. We all do.

If the lady contributes to that, then
I'm happy for you.

Join me, brother.

If I must.

Whatever is in those candies.

I finally found her.

Lady Whistledown. Who is she? She is
Madame Delacroix.

Madame Delacroix is her. The Modiste and
Whistledown are one and the same. And

she is going to print something in your
family's favour, Pen.

She told me so.

That certainly is an impressive feat,
running two businesses.

Oh, we should both aspire to be just
like her.

Unmarried, earning our own money. Look,
I'm happy you found her, but I do not

think I can ever be like that.

You know, have a duchess for a sister.

That makes achieving the life you wish
for all the more easier.

To be with my family or ever is an
entirely different story, which will not

changing in the foreseeable future.

And let the catch, and let the catch and
toast go round.

Exactly how many horses do you have?

Might I have an extra one?

Your horses are the prettiest. I do
believe that you could... What would a

do? You're great. You could not fathom.

That is a tricky one.

And...

You do realize it is only made of paper?

Is it?

Oh, astonishing, Madame Delacroix.

Well, because you were able to play in
advance this time, and since I happen to

have some fabrics no one else seemed to
want, there are two others just like it,

Lady Featherington.

Mine will have to be taken in, of
course.

Mine's perfect.

And mine is yellow.

You see, young ladies, everything works
out in the end.

Oh, and Philippa, perhaps Mr. Finch
might even reconsider his proposal now

you have your dowry again.

Again? Yes.

Well, did I lose it somewhere the first
time?

Yes, Arthur?

What is it?

I believe I need a doctor.

The final ball of any season is
distinguished by one of two things.

Anticipation or dread.

For while those who have been successful
in the year's marriage market look

forward to flaunting their perfect,
joyous unions, others

shudder at the thought of spending one
last night before the discerning eyes

of the ton.

As they know indeed just what the
evening signifies, that their time

is officially...

So does that mean... You truly believed
a tea would rectify the situation,

madam? As if that ever works.

And yet, to those who may still find
themselves out of both choices and hope,

fear not. For who knows when and where
one's fortunes may change.

He was completely discussed.

I'd waited the both of you were.

Well, I would take you, but... Oh,

we must part.

I should prepare for my show.

And you, well, I believe there is a bull
somewhere requiring your presence.

The last one, yes?

Of the season.

Though, unfortunately...

Not the last of mine. Does that mean
you'll dance tonight, my lord?

Perhaps a quadrille?

Oh, do not tell me you shall find some
young lady to lead in the waltz all

evening. I shall not be anywhere near
that dance floor.

At least not if I have a say in it.

Now, wherever is the fun in that?

Come with me.

Tonight.

Sienna, I am a Viscount.

My sister is now a Duchess, and the
Duke, my brother -in -law.

There is no one that would dare say a
thing.

No, not to you.

It is preposterous and fantastical.

And you know it. I want you there by my
side.

A good likeness.

Indeed.

Mr. Granville did seem to omit the gray
hair or two I feel he gained from the

emotions of the past few weeks.

Perhaps a few wrinkles, too.

Oh, you wound me.

We should discuss the order of events
this evening.

Naturally. I think it wise for us to
engage in three dances, would you say?

It is our ball, Your Grace.

I do fear two dancers may leave our
guests terribly unexcited. Well, it's

than the opposite, I rather think.
Leaving them overly excited and terribly

unruly. Two dancers, at most.

You were

wonderful today.

With Gregory and Hyacinth.

They adore you.

Show them the work I've done.

It does not mean I want any of my own.

You're grating.

You guess they're arriving?

One last dance, it is.

Perhaps you should like me to meet you.

Dearest, you must see this as a
rehearsal.

Until you are officially out, you need
not feel so strained tonight. If I shall

feel anything but the inability to
breathe in this corset. Yes, Miss Dean.

For someone who hates ball gowns, you
look exquisite in one.

Yes.

If you wish to go up to the library for
the rest of the evening, I shall not say

a word.

Nor shall I blame you.

I'm really glad you came.

I suppose I should thank you.

Whatever for?

For being so perfect.

So I do not have to be.

Lady Featherington, what a pleasant
surprise.

We did not expect to see you here.

What can I say?

The Duchess extended an invitation
personally.

Circumstances change, ladies.

Sometimes overnight. We hear your
husband secured himself a win the other

Where is he?

Still out celebrating.

One circumstance that has most likely
not changed, I imagine.

Someone special in here for me, I
presume?

Only the best for you, Mel.

Featherington.

Join us.

Enjoying your evening?

What?

Are you enjoying your evening?

Yes, I just came from the dance floor.

I did not see you.

I... Within the back of the dance floor,
it's quite crowded, so...

Colin.

I owe you an apology.

I did not see it at first, but I know
you were only trying to prevent me from

heartache with Miss Thompson, and... And
I was a fool. You were not a fool.

You merely believed yourself in love.
One should never apologise for that.

One finds oneself in such an incredible
position, and, well, one should declare

it assuredly, fervently, loudly.

Colin, I wish to tell you something. I
have something I wish to tell you as

well, Ben.

I'm leaving.

First thing tomorrow morning. I begin my
tour.

I'm to start in the Mediterranean.

It was actually you who inspired me.

You kept reminding me how much I longed
for travel.

Oh, um, what was it you wished to say?

I don't remember.

Should we dance? No, um, I'm...

All danced out for the night.

Colin.

Good luck on your tour.

Pen, look at the Queen.

She is here.

Now is my chance to find out her plans
for Whistledown.

Pen, is everything all right?

Entirely all right.

Queen.

Go, or you'll miss your chance.

One does not approach Her Majesty.

I require an audience.

Oh, well, in that case, no.

I only wish to thank her for the
opportunity to investigate what's going

her behalf.

I imagine she must be coming close to
unmasking the author's identity,

especially now she has engaged such
esteemed counsel.

You have no idea.

We shall unmask her this very night.

Of course.

Of course you shall.

That team of low street runners, that
was all your brilliance, was it not?

Well... Her Majesty is lucky to have
you.

A man of such talent, such genius.

We've worked out that Whistledown
delivers her message to Apprentice Press

Lombard Street.

Or when the rest of society is
distracted by big events, like this one.

It is how she operates.

She will be seized there tonight.

Grimsley, I need you.

You must see to Genevieve. I'm sure she
stays home tonight.

Not now.

I need you to take me somewhere straight
away.

Miss Eloise. I have pin money.

A great deal of it.

Oh.

Apologies. My lord.

Give me a moment, my love, and I shall
return upstairs.

I thought about coming with you tonight.

I envisioned myself in your arm, dancing
the entire night away.

But my imagination was the furthest I
could allow myself to go.

Sienna, what are you doing?

What am I doing?

What am I... I am doing the very thing I
have always done.

I am looking out for myself.

I am ensuring my own future.

Because I know...

In my heart.

I know that there is no one else who
ever will.

I tried.

You must know. I... I tried. What I know
is that you are lost.

And I cannot allow you to set me adrift
as well.

You need to let me go.

I know I've been unfair.

Let me go.

I am comfortable.

I am content.

That gentleman upstairs, he sees me for
who I am.

Unlike you, he does not wish for me to
don some ridiculous gown and go with him

to some absurd ball.

He does not wish for me to change.

And neither do I.

You need to let me go.

You're right.

I'm sorry, Sienna.

I'm so sorry.

We really must get back to the party.
Just a moment.

Lady Benton.

What do you think you're doing?

I apologize. I thought you were someone
else.

Perhaps you might catch up with her.

I presume your plans to separate from
her grace have not yet changed?

They have not.

Neither it appears to be your ability to
somehow hear every piece of gossip that

transpires in the town.

When will you accept it? I know.

Pride, your grace.

It'll cost you everything and leave you
with nothing.

You must not allow it to happen to you,
too.

Is it different for them, men, to know
whether they are in love?

Everything else seems different to them.

We agreed to one dance tonight.

A waltz.

I was dancing with your father.

The very last time I danced was with
him.

The ball.

So a peacock's present, I believe, real
one.

I suppose I miss everything about him,
really.

The two of you loved each other so very
much.

It is a rarity, I've come to realise.
It's not to say it was without its

Your father and I faced many
difficulties indeed, but we overcame

We made a decision early on to do so.
Mama, I do not think... We chose to love

each other every single day.

It is a choice, dear.

One that is never too late to make.

I may never be able to see your father
again. I may

wake every morning and touch the pillow
he used to lay his head.

But knowing that the two of us made the
choice to love and to do all that we

could.

I cannot tell you how much peace and
comfort that brings to me.

I wish there was something more.

I wish I could do this. You are a
Bridgerton.

There is nothing you cannot do.

Captain! Captain!

Everyone.

I believe this evening is complete.

We shall thank our greatest host for
such a splendid soirée in the morning.

go.

Out. At once.

Bethany.

I am so sorry.

For what?

Even a duke cannot control the weather.

I know that this is not what you had
envisioned for the evening.

Certainly not.

And for that, I... It is better.

I know why you made that vow to your
father.

I found the letters you wrote to him as
a child, and I read them.

Just because something is not perfect
does not make it any less worthy of

Your father made you believe otherwise.

He made you believe that you needed to
be without fault in order to be loved,

but he was wrong.

Should you need any proof of the matter,
then look just here.

I am tired of pretending.

And I cannot continue acting as if I do
not love you.

Because I do.

I love all of you.

Even the parts that you believe are too
dark and too shameful.

Every scar, every flaw, every
imperfection.

I love you.

You may think you are too damaged and
too broken to ever allow yourself to be

happy, but you can choose differently,
Simon.

You can choose to love me as much as I
love you.

That should not be up to anyone else.

That cannot be up to anyone else.

Can only be up to them.

Such a warm countenance, does he not?

And his gaze, it inspires me. Perhaps it
might inspire you in silence.

Prudence, be kind.

You'll have plenty of opportunities to
find your match this summer. I'm

a full renovation of our country house
is in order this...

Where's Miss Thompson?

Oh, my lady, there is news.

Where's the potter? I said your husband,
Mom.

You're saying he is dead.

The both of you will never have
questions.

you

what I do not know is how to be the man
you need me to be.

The man you truly deserve.

I do not know how to do this.

Yes.

You do. Daphne. I know you do.

You stay.

You stay and we get through this
together.

If you do this, if we do this, then
nothing else will matter.

If there is to ever be a grander finish
to a season than the one provided by the

Duke and Duchess of Hastings this year,
this author will need to feast upon her

own words.

For it was this couple's memorable
affair that brought another scandalous

season to a close.

As many now leave the city behind for
greener pastures, Some endings

seem more permanent than others.

I am

here, Ben, to help you to find a reason
every day to enjoy the absence

of your dear papa.

I know you will miss him.

Share something good.

What happened with Whistledown?

Did he save Madame Delacroix?

He did.

And now she'll be able to put right what
she watched this season, I'm sure of

it. Well, I'm sure with Whistledown
still on the loose, next season will be

more interesting.

How did you do it?

How did you endure two and twenty years
of marriage without love?

You find things to love, my dear.

Small things.

Big things, too, like your babies, and
eventually they add up to be enough.

You're strong, Miss Thompson.

Perhaps even more so than me.

You will do well.

Of course, there are other endings that
will offer new beginnings.

Tell me you have a name.

Oh, we located him off.

The man who will inherit the
Feathermitchin estate.

And we... will...

however uncertain those new beginnings
might be.

I shall write to you all from Greece.

Do not forget to bring me a gift. It is
not a gift if you have to ask.

I would fancy anything blue or white.

Anthony, I do not recall seeing you last
night.

Yes, I was feeling rather unwell.

My apologies, sister.

The two of you are now off to Cliveden,
I presume?

We have decided to stay in London a
little longer.

Take some time to enjoy ourselves.

Take the two of us.

And you?

What are your plans, brother? Nothing of
note.

Other than finding and promptly
declaring my intentions to my new

of course.

The Viscount is ready to find and
declare his intentions.

Did you hear that, Your Grace?

And which young lady... Does it matter?

I finally determined the difficulty,
love itself.

Removing it from all romantic relations
shall make me all the better for it. No

more distractions from responsibility or
being waylaid from the sensible path.

At any rate, enjoy your time.

Perhaps you will learn.

Perhaps not.

Give my regards to Madame Delacroix.
Your regards? We'll have to wait. I

she's making a short trip back to
France.

Are you going to say goodbye to her?

I did last night, if you must know.

We went to a party together.

Very good party.

You were with Madame Delacroix last
night?

Yes.

No, please do not tell our sister that I
left her in the middle of a ball,

either.

What is it?

If you were with Madame Delacroix last
night, then she is not, then...

She cannot be.

And yet... Oh, dear.

There is no ending in sight for this
author, who recently became aware of a

scheme to unmask her. Lady Whistler.

Go, this is a trap!

By one worthy opponent, indeed.

Perhaps I will come forward one day.

Though you must know, dear reader, that
decision shall be left entirely up to

me.

Yours truly, Lady Whistledown.

you to push, Your Grace.

Push.

Very well.

Another. Push.

Push.

Congratulations, your praises.

A boy.

you must think of a name.

Whatever it is, I believe it must begin
with the letter A.

We do have found traditions, do we not?

We certainly do, your grace.