"If I ever have to look at another bonnet again, I'll die." Rosalind laughed as she exited the milliner's shop.

Joanna yawned. "Agreed. I didn't know there would be so many to try on."

After spending two hours at various clothing establishments searching for gowns and other assortments of items needed for a trousseau, the Lennox House footman was laden with boxes piled so high he could barely see. Rosalind and Joanna couldn't stop giggling each time the poor fellow ...