Perilously close to her confinement at almost eight months, she had the distinct appearance of a stuffed goose with bunions. Lady Maccon was not looking fearsome enough to inspire feelings of embarrassment in any gentleman, fashionable or no. The other two existed in far more congenial partnerships with their apparel, although, with the first, dress was a matter of subtlety and, with the second, a form of artistic, nigh declamatory, expression. His perfectly tailored evening jacket draped about massive shoulders with a degree of reluctance, as if it were well aware that it was worn under sufferance. The first was large and slightly unkempt. The three gentlemen, despite identical expressions of sheepishness, were as dissimilar as men of fashion and social standing could possibly be. Fully grown, and a goodly number of centuries older than she, yet they still managed to look like shamefaced little boys. Five months! Five months you-dare I say it- gentlemen have been sitting on this little scheme of yours and only now you decide to inform me of it!" Lady Alexia Maccon did not enjoy being surprised by declarations of intent.
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