I'm sure if you had been with us at dinner last night, darling Pearl, that you would have known just how to cut down to size the swaggering guest Melba had invited to join us. She met him at the fundraiser for golfing orphans that she chaired. He was not only the biggest donor, she claimed, but had fathered the most golfing orphans! At any rate, you know how Melba is - a little flighty even when normal, and completely useless when besotted. So we suffered through the most trying of evenings. Mr. Wonderful, as he insisted on calling himself, had endless stories to share featuring his own self as the hero. Even Louise spilling soup on him (she does come through at times) didn't slow his self aggrandizing narrative. I am quite weary this morning just recalling the effort it took to survive the evening. So I shall make this short and only remind you how much I think of you there in your more southern realm.

I Remain As Always,

Your Devoted Miss Blue