Honestly, a respectable woman can't step outside her front door these days without being accosted by plebeians. Such a world we live in. It seems London is absolutely swarming with them these days.
Speaking of happier news, however--Rabastan, I do hope you will accept my congratulations in all their belatedness in regards to your impending marriage. I've been so terribly busy amusing myself with your misfortune in landing such a harpie of a bride rude to not have extended my well wishes before. Octavia, you and I must come together some afternoon for tea. I would so relish the chance to become more well acquainted with my future sister-in-law.
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