<p>Coincidence is God s way of performing a mira- cle anonymously. Anonymous Autumn 1764 Queen s House London Blast Elizabeth and her confounded romantic no- tion of of love.A grimace accompanied her words as evening dew seeped through Lady Rachel Elliott s satin slippers. They were blue with silver lace and they matched her gown of silk taffeta. All celestial blue and star glow Prince William the king s brother had said &nbsp;when he saw her earlier. You look like an angel.Perhaps but that was before I overheard Lord Albert &nbsp;Duke of Bingham&iuml;demand to know his wife s whereabouts Rachel grumbled to herseff as she shifted the wide skirts of her gown to avoid a flowerless rosebush. Despite her effort a bit of lace caught ona thorn. She gave the fabric a yank feeling more devil the angel now. Rachel imagined she looked it too.Nei~er the shoes nor the gown were meant for tramp- hag along overgrown garden paths and for all theCare she took while hurrying through the arboard.</p>