"A letter for you, sir." A member of his staff announced interrupting their employer's breakfast.

The envelope and paper was of standard quality. Not luxurious, but not written on newspaper or some oher dross. The words were dark blue ink, small and jagged as if written in haste:

Quote:Dear Mister Rochester,

I am replying to your recent request for a suitable woman to become your wife. I hereby submit myself for your consideration. My name is Olivia Carrington. As such you may have heard of me. I am 21 years of age with delicate features and long brown hair.

Rest assured I am of good breeding, having received the finest tutaleage in education money can buy, and further instruction in ladylike conduct at my mother's side. I hold myself to the highest standards expected of English womanhood, and am more than willing to do my duty as a wife ought to in establishing a family. It is my fondest wish to find perfect everlasting love.

If this is acceptable to you, please write back as soon as possible.

Hopefully yours,

Miss Olivia Carrington