Stella Fendora has been sent to London to have a Season, with the purpose of finding a husband. But she is not interested in finding a husband. She only wants to spend time with her cat and two dogs, which she has smuggled to London. And if she ever were to desire a husband, she would look for a clergyman, because she loves to quote scriptures. Fitzwilliam Butler is not interested in finding a spouse either, but his father has sent him to London for exactly that purpose. Fitzwilliam only wants to enjoy the Season with his friends, but his father warns his son that he'd better hurry up and get engaged!When Stella and Fitzwilliam decide that the best way to please their parents, would be to get engaged to each other--they do! But it is only a temporary engagement! Read what happens when this very na?ve couple find out what it really means to be engaged.The Aunt Margarete Novella Series is collection of stories about the nieces and nephews of Aunt Margarete Fendora, who lives in a spacious townhouse in London. Margarete is a young woman herself, but her numerous older siblings keep sending their children to her to have a Season in London. All placed in the delightful era of Regency London, of social drama and intrigue.Excerpt from the Book:Puzzled, Fitzwilliam persevered, "Miss, what are you doing?""'Now don't go judging! Remember, judge not according to the appearance, but judge righteous judgment'," she replied sternly.He stopped, "Is that a scripture?"She said as she walked along, "Of course!" She still hadn't turned around. Shaking his head and tiptoeing after her again, he got back on topic by asking, "Why did...er...Mary sneak into my house in the first place?""She must have been frightened. Now go away!" the lady whispered.His eyebrows raised into his forehead, "Go away?" he repeated.She didn't even turn around, "Yes! Shhhh! Go away. Mary will never come out of hiding if you're here."He bent over, to hear her better, "How did she get in here?"She replied, "She sneaked in your kitchen door.""So did you, I'm guessing?" he surmised. "Well, of course I did," she said, as she finally stood up and turned toward him. Their conversation continued in a whisper. He asked, "How did you get past the cook?""Easily," she replied. She turned and looked back down the hall and exclaimed, "Oh, there you are!"Fitzwilliam looked and could see absolutely nothing. Either this Mary was a ghost or she was a figment of the lady's imagination. Suddenly the lady crouched over and grabbed something. When she stood up she held a very black cat. He could hardly see it in the dark, except for its green eyes. The cat blinked at him. The lady asked, "Now, aren't you ashamed that you gave us a fright?" He supposed that she addressed the cat.He was wrong.
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