February 1870 - Melbourne’s young ladies were so similar to Boston’s young ladies, Scott caught himself smiling at a few fading memories. Past experience had taught him there was always one socialite that stood out from the rest. Scott spotted her immediately…Kinsey Rose Furlong.
Kinsey knew what to wear, what to say, who to be with and, at all times, knew the exact location of the photographer. Scott congratulated himself on avoiding her the entire afternoon.
At the conclusion of the luncheon there was a request for everyone to assemble on the Government House steps for one final photograph, which would appear in the Melbourne Punch, THE social publication. Scott seated himself and watched as the rest of the ladies jockeyed for positions. At the last possible moment, Kinsey plopped herself down next to Scott and -
FLASH!
She had managed not only to be next to Scott but dead center in the photograph.
As the gathering broke up, Kinsey turned and stated she had a horse running in the Melbourne Cup and would appreciate Scott’s opinion of her entry. Handing him a note she smiled and walked away. The note contained the stable’s address, a time, and something that made Scott raise an eyebrow. The horse’s name was “Garrett’s Gallop”.