Rags-To-Riches Wife. Catherine Tinley

      Since Henry Grant’s assault upon her person she had never felt this way. Of course she had encountered attractive men on occasion, but her appreciation of them had been impersonal, almost scholarly. Never visceral.

       Never like this.

      Before she could gather her thoughts the innkeeper appeared in the doorway, leading a procession of three maids and a manservant, all bearing dishes.

      In the ensuing fuss, she found her equilibrium again, and not long afterwards her appetite.