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[colored_gowns]

Mrs. Strange does not personally care for dancing (anymore). But since discussing the idea of a dance of some sort with Elizabeth Bennet, she has found planning for one to be a pleasant distraction from her usual routine of idleness. Though of course the event is by no means a certainty, it is pleasing enough occupation at present to explore the

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[jarndyceheir]

Richard is taking a walk, because it seems a good thing to do, as long as he doesn't run into Ada. But it has been some time since he has seen Mrs. Strange, and he breaks into a smile at seeing her. "Good day, Mrs. Strange! How have you been keeping yourself?"

[colored_gowns]

The smile is readily returned. "Mr Carstone! Very well, I thank you. How are you?"

[jarndyceheir]

"I...I am well enough, I think, thank you. Do you have an object, or are you simply taking a walk?"

[colored_gowns]

"You do not sound quite convinced," she notes with a laugh. "I have no real object, and I should be most glad, as ever, of your company, should you wish to give it."

[ironicalsmile]

In one of the rooms, a pleasant, sunny little parlour (though doubtless too small for what she is looking for), she may find her husband, seated by the window with his nose in a book (and not likely to look up upon her entrance, alas).

[colored_gowns]

"Good day, my dear," she says, knowing better by now than to mind if he does not notice her while reading.

[ironicalsmile]

To his credit, he does look up at the sound of her voice -- if slowly, with an expression of mild irritation at being removed from his book, which shifts quickly into a smile. 'Good day!' he replies. 'Is something amiss?'

[colored_gowns]

"Certainly not. Should something be?"

[false_kyllikki]

Kyllikki knows nothing of formal balls or ballrooms--but she knows well the dances of her homeland, and she may perhaps be found in a wide, empty room with a standing mirror, trying out a skirt to see how it twirls when she spins (it blooms out around her like rose petals)~

[colored_gowns]

"Oh, excuse me," Arabella says quickly, stopping just inside the doorway.

[false_kyllikki]

Kyllikki almost stumbles, so startled by the sudden appearance of a stranger that she forgets herself--she goes bright red, and drops a little bow to Arabella. "Forgive me, I did not see you--!"

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