I am the Marquioness of Dureth. All that needs be known of me is properly recorded in the peerage. I understand my ne'er-do-well nephew and heir is on this site, though I cannot fathom why. He always was a loafer. Furthermore, he is a pusillanimous priss-pot and a d*d nuisance who, if he does not get his prospectively-investitured, Saville...
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I am the Marquioness of Dureth. All that needs be known of me is properly recorded in the peerage. I understand my ne'er-do-well nephew and heir is on this site, though I cannot fathom why. He always was a loafer. Furthermore, he is a pusillanimous priss-pot and a d*d nuisance who, if he does not get his prospectively-investitured, Saville Row hide over here for tea in less than no time, may find himself disowned. I've been expecting him and that equally affected valet of his for weeks. Anyone who speaks a word against the Right Reverend Isaiah Spurgeon, in addition to being cut dead in all good society, will receive harsh words on my embossed stationery by next post. As the good reverend will tell you, the chimney-piece in my drawing room cost all of eight thousand pounds.
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