<<And of course I have not yet heard the counter-offer from the Lady Edwarda.>>
[Sotto voce: Oh, that currish coxcombe, that vain and faithless lewdster, why, I shall give him a taste of his own gallish medicine!]
Ohhhhh Steeeeeven! Sir Rogers, art thou near the festival grounds? I have been concerned, Sir, (do you hear my call?) that you will find yourself without accommodation, come The Day of the Main Misbehavior-- at least without accommodation worthy of the august position to which you were so recently appointed by the Lady clad in CobaltBlue (and how clinging is that silken dress of hers!, the naughty wench,) the position of 'Commander in Chief of All SI Chick Magnets.' I seek you out now, CCASICM, to offer to you a most comfortable chamber for your resting pleasure!! Do you hear me, Sir?
It is most unfortunate that your feminine friend, Lady Foxness, must needs seek accommodation elsewhere, Sir Steven; for there is room for you, and you alone, at my luxurious chateau!
[sotto voce: When word of this invitation spreads, it will surely bring that errant rogue, the Arteeste, Sir Christopher, to his boil-brained senses!] |
