<strong>Who:</strong>Lord Darcy Henshaw<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Study (downstairs)<br/><strong>With:</strong>Belle<br/><strong>When:</strong>Day 1 before dinner<br/><strong>What:</strong>Finishing his speech.<br/><hr/><br/>He smiled at his sweet Belle.  His backside came to rest against his desk.  His arms crossed in front of him, hanging at his waist.<strong>"My dear Belle, I told you...to be open and hospitable to your mother and my guests."</strong>He look of concern flashed on his face.<strong>"Why do you ask my dear?"</strong>