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The Second Letter

Sun, 13 Apr 2008 03:37:48 GMT

I am really not sure of this whole HTML vs. Rich Text thing, so this is another little experiment, and I'm afraid Edith's handwriting has changed.
It is a continuation of the first Gazebo in the Maze letter.

Dearest Victoria,

Really, I must tell you of the conclusion of our latest endeavor. Do you remember that nice young man I mentioned in my previous? Another handsome young man joined him in the chamber beneath the gazebo in the maze. Emory thinks I was unaware that the first young man had been put away there, but, Victoria, you must always allow men their little illusions. Emory is a might peeved with me at the moment, but I must say he was more in error throughout this last endeavor than I. Your uncle Emory has always been the hurried sort, and, though I love the man, this is one vice I have never been able to cure him of. You may take this last endeavor as an example. As you know, interrogation has never been one of Emory's skills. It is an art that takes much patience which, as I say, the dear man lacks. One does not rush through an interrogation like a speeding train. Of course, I came to Emory's aid, but, as usual, Emory had to interfere and rush the process along. I do wish he would leave some matters to those better suited for them.

Of course the young men attempted to take us in to custody, but escaping from the authorities was, as always, a simple matter for me. Emory will likely soon forget his peevishness as he well knows that had I not been with him he would still be languishing in some decrepit cell, likely catching cold. We will be back on our feet in no time until the next little plan of Emory's has gone awry, and I shall have to extricate him from whatever trouble he has gotten himself into as usual. Such is the life of a faithful wife. The most exiting incident in this little affair occurred when the young men strapped me upon the rack. They meant well, but they really did not tighten my bonds nearly enough. Still, Emory seldom indulges me with such exercises, and it was good to know I still have the talent of extricating myself from such circumstances. I hesitate to write more as Emory is concerned that our post may be intercepted, but the next time we visit I will be able to give you all the little details.

Fondest Regards,

Edith

Letter 1

Sat, 12 Apr 2008 19:36:02 GMT

This was for a challenge over at MFUWSS; re: The Gazebo in the Maze Affair

Dearest Victoria,

I hope you are well and do not mind admitting that I miss a little female companionship. The company of the serving girl is all very well, but servants are not for confidences, and the dear girl is decidedly naïve and far to common.

On the topic of female confidences, I have some interesting news for you. Emory has brought home a young man from his visit to the colonies. He is such an attractive young man, and so polite though Emory insists that the lad lacks the proper breeding. Still, if only I was twenty years younger. Sadly, Emory informs me that the young man is to be used as a lure but might interrogated later, so I can not enjoy his company for a while yet. I peeked in through the iron maiden anyway and I must say I am looking forward to any interrogation Emory deems necessary. I believe we both know what I would do to the young man if I could. Perhaps when Emory has completed his business with the lad, you might come up to the estate and see what you can do with whatever is left of him.

I do so like guests. We have so few as Emory says we need to keep a low profile, but if his latest scheme concludes successfully, we will soon have plenty of guests with which to occupy ourselves. Do come down and join us. I would not, however, bring your young man as Emory can be so very straight laced about these things. Emory is so concerned with breeding these days though I suspect there are a few dark marks on his own ancestry. Nevertheless, Emory is doing well as always. As you know, he must ever have his plots and plans and I can only be grateful that this time he has not insisted I accompany him to some foreign local. Men can be so absurd sometimes.

Best of Wishes,

Edith

Sun, 23 Mar 2008 02:58:27 GMT

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