Lady Molly Looked At Him In Wonder. If anything, her fiancé was even more handsome than when he had left. The tropical sun had bleached his fair hair and bronzed his skin. But where was the flutter, the quickened pulse she had always felt in Sir Marious' presence? They would, she thought, have to get to know each other again. Despite the pressure of the amateur theatrical she was producing! Despite the fact that her sister, the leading lady, seemed to be casting adoring eyes at him off stage and on! And perhaps the most difficult: despite the attentions of the flamboyant Mr. Brougham, who refused to believe she could marry anyone but him!