<strong>Who:</strong>Elizabeth<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Library<br/><strong>With:</strong>Andrew, Archie, others nearby<br/><strong>When:</strong>Day 1 evening, before dinner<br/><br/>"True, being known to have invited to one of these weekends does give one a certain status," she agreed, remembering the speculation that often went around about who might be extended an invitation.  It eased her mind, knowing that she would be thought of privileged by a lot of men, for having attended, and she decided she might relax her wariness a bit.  Andrew seemed to be aboveboard, and she hoped he wasn't the deceptive sort, to tell her what she would want to hear, only so that he could have her where he wanted her.<br/><br/>Her eyes widened for a brief instant at hearing Archie's comments, though she covered her surprise by doing a quick scan of the surroundings, hoping the two men hadn't noticed.  Archie seemed to approve of what would be going on, though she still doubted that he'd include her in his general approval of the weekend's planned activities.  He was always watching out for her and Vivienne both, so she was content to not upset him, and simply learn by observing.<br/><br/>At Andrew's remark about the stables, she assumed he'd was being polite in revealing that some of the high society ladies had occasionally had private indulgences with the servants there, where they weren't as likely to be seen, until he expressly said that hadn't been what he meant.  This time she couldn't keep the surprise hidden from them, and her mouth opened in shock.  "Surely you don't mean they...with... but why?  I mean, there seems to be plenty of... opportunity, without having to go that far," she said, the idea of being with a horse something that didn't appeal to her fancy at all.