--meaningless pleasantries. I want a woman who will make a fine wife. And from you, perhaps a touch of silence." He said, his grin transforming into something more genuine.
--dish back upon the table he continued. "And if you think I'm interested in the simpering and sighing of the ladies of the ton you are mistaken. That is the exact type of thing I have been trying to shy away from. I am merely a man doing my duty to my family. I don't want--
--raised with manner's. Certain conversations require a proper time and place, while other thoughts remain better unsaid. Perhaps if you held any decorum you'd understand such things." He said a little haughtily. Rasing his teacup to his lips as he took a sip.
Setting the--
--boldly pulling out the chair across from her as he fixed up his own cup of tea. After all the lady did say it would be impolite to decline him.
"We need not be enemies, I'm willing to put my grievences and your lack of manners aside and make nice. Can't you do the same? For--
