““Foreign, eh?" Hetty frowned. "Then I am glad Mr. Pinter is looking into his background. You have to be careful with foreigners." "Right. I wouldn't want to rush into marriage with a stranger," Celia said tartly. "Oh, wait, yes, I would. My grandmother has dictated that I must." Hetty stifled a smile. "Sarcasm does not become you, dear girl." "Draconian ultimatums don't become you , Gran." "Complain if you must, but I still mean to see you married by year's end.””
