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[an_adventuress]

Enter a very dignified and well-dressed woman. She has a grown-up daughter, but, being a Wildean, she never admits to more than thirty, twenty-nine when there are pink shades. What a delightful place you have here! I daresay it's better than London. Better than England. *smiles* They call me Mrs. Erlynne. Or Margaret

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[tyrannyofyouth]

I haven't seen your Lord Lorton around, Mrs. Erlynne, but there are a great many very charming people. Unfortunately I don't think there's anyone in a suitable position to introduce us, so we shall have to make do on our own. *curtsies* I am Miss Mabel Chiltern. If you're from London, perhaps you've heard of my brother, Robert--?

[an_adventuress]

Pleased to meet you, Miss Chiltern. I think I may have heard of Robert Chiltern.

[dreadful_dandy]

*arches an eyebrow* Better than England? Hardly, Mrs. Erlynne. Even if I do find its politics very tiresome, I see no reason to leave England.

[an_adventuress]

The climate doesn't really suit me.

[minaharker10_2]

Well, it is quite nice here, and the company is certainly far more...varied than London. I do hope that you enjoy yourself here.

[an_adventuress]

Thanks. I do believe that I will.

[minaharker10_2]

You're welcome. I am very glad.

[ladywotton]

*laughs* Oh, darling. You simply mustn't allow the gentlemen run away before he marries you.

[an_adventuress]

He won't. I merely seem to have lost him.

[ladywotton]

I do hope you find him before the wedding. I daresay fiances disappear even more easily than husbands. *smiles and offers a hand* Lady Henry Wotton. Perhaps you've heard of my dear husband?

[an_adventuress]

It would be rathar difficult to have a wedding with just a bride. *shakes hand* No, I don't think I have.