I ride up on my black steed to the cottage the Dashwood women are staying. I greet Elinor and Marianne as they stand to greet me. “Miss Elinor, Miss Marianne, I come to issue an invitation.”

I dismount my horse, and proceed to take off my hat as they both smile at me. “A picnic on my estate at Delaford. If you would care to join us on Thursday next.”

I watch as they look at one another. Elinor seems more keen on the idea than Marianne. Probably because of Willoughby.