" My countess tells me Genevieve has taken it into her head to remove to Paris. I suspect she wants to avoid being aunt-at-large, while her own situation admits of no change. We are Jenny’s family, and Christmas is upon us. Harrison paints, he argues with her, and he has all his teeth. What say you, gentlemen?” “Paris reeks,” Lord Kesmore said. “Harrison’s scent is rather pleasant by comparison.” “He smells of linseed oil,” St. Just observed. “A point in his favor,” Hazelton murmured, “from Lady Jenny’s perspective.” Westhaven "

― Grace Burrowes , Lady Jenny's Christmas Portrait (The Duke's Daughters, #5; Windham, #8)