Ep 14 - The Grand Sophy

Imagine if a relative foisted a coat-wearing monkey onto your household? It would be an absolute scene, but despite such an egregious start we just couldn’t help but fall under the spell of the ruthlessly kind-hearted Sophy, or the buttoned up, yet sexy, Charles. 

We also find time to admire the nap-loving Queen of eggs Marquesa de Villacanas, and the ever-urbane Lord Charlbury. While he may have picked the worst possible time to contract mumps, he took being shot with undeniable aplomb. Miss Wraxton on the other hand, does not escape criticism - but isn’t she a real pleasure to dislike?

And of course we talk about what may come next for the happy couple, and Sophy’s briefly mentioned previous exploits - anyone heard of a missing manuscript telling us about the time she set a family in Belgium to rights? Because we want to read that!

‘Charlbury behaved with the greatest presence of mind imaginable - perfectly cool, and more than a match for such rascals!’
‘Oh Charlbury!’ sighed Cecilia, overcome by the thought of such intrepid conduct. 
His lordship, soothingly patting her shoulder, could not resist asking: ‘How many of the desperate ruffians did I vanquish, Sophy?’
‘That,’ said Sophy, quelling him with a frown, ‘we shall never know!’

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