The question with which Mr. Bertram had to contend over the next hours roiled him the deepest, indeed would have perplexed any man bred to such gentility. Why would Miss Price have ventured to do as most worried him?
Certainly her modesty had always prevailed, and yet, now, in this instance, her attachment, the seeming depth of her attachment, both to Elvis and to Tupac, drew notice of even the most unaware in the village that she might jilt and bolt.
Oh, pray, he inwardly voiced, that I have not lost Fanny!
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