Dear Pearl,

Your parade route is perfectly regal, Pearl!  And the idea of serving hors doevres as you advance down the way? Brilliant! Let them eat cake!

The hubbub in our household is quieting. Fanny didn't actually grow any new cartilage or even send away for Professor Minges' samples. She was just helping out a friend, she said. And she was rather angry that Louise had been going through her things. I have assured her that I will speak to Louise straightaway about respecting other people's privacy. And I told her I thought she was very kind indeed to be a helper to a friend. The Golden Rule and so forth.

I simply must scamper off to the rest of my day, Pearl, as Franco is waiting for me at the curb. But I will write again soon.

I Remain, As Always, Your Devoted Miss Blue