Lady Danbury (to Violet): What do we know of one another? Really know beyond pedigrees and widowhood? What do any of the women of the ton know of true friendship? It is all social chatter, marital schemes, and gossip. You opened yourself up to show me who you are. That was brave. We mothers and aunts and leaders of the ton, we spend our time endlessly matchmaking, talking of wooing. Of love. Of romance. But never for anyone mature enough to truly understand what any of it means. What it is to go without it. What it is to lose it. We are full of gossip and story, but as women, we are never the topics of the conversation. Lady Whistledown never writes of our hearts. We are untold stories. Yesterday, you told me something of your story. And I... thank you.