Dear Pearl,

"The Blue Wart"? How does that one go again? I'm sure you did it justice, Dear, whatever it was! Fanny, too, seems to have a talent for elocution. She certainly has inherited Melba's flair for the dramatic. Currently, for instance, Fanny doesn't just have a little cold. She has something perilously like the Bubonic Plague. She cannot breathe. Not at all. She will sneeze herself absolutely to death. The handkerchief is not soft enough. It feels like razor blades against her delicate skin. She needs to eat. She cannot eat. The food is awful. It has no taste. It tastes like poison. It's too hot. It's too cold. Maybe an orange. But it can only be the Brownies brand. No other. We hope Fanny is well very soon.

I Remain, As Always, Your Devoted Miss Blue