Opportunity leaned back, crossing a calf over her thigh as she leaned back into the comfortable upholstery of the coach. She made an airy gesture with her right hand, dismissing his thanks.

"If one finds oneself with the good fortune to be riding in a carriage, seems only right to share," she returned, her tone making it clear that she regarded riding in a carriage as dubious fortune at best. She had learned to ride a horse as a child but vastly preferred automobiles.

"As for the Wildes... we are cater-cousins. Old blood connections, back before the Revolution," Opportunity explained. Truthfully the nature of the connection between the Knox family and the Wildes was vague in her mind. The Wildes were the senior branch, though the Knox family had made its fortune in the India trade and privateering against the French, elevating them in the English society.

"What about you Mr Slate, what sin have you committed to have this nights festivities inflicted upon you?"