My dear M. Maquereau, You do not intrude on my time, have no fear in that regard. By dint of frequent practice I read quite rapidly and a trifling little letter like yours delays me only an instant. The proposal you outline is feasible, and the ideal time for it is the second week of the month, when I shall endeavour to be at my club. Once inside you are quite at liberty to be discrete or not, as you like. The club has become somewhat staid of late anyway. Since you do not divulge the name of your good friend who suggested calling on me, I am unable to extend an invitation to this person in addition to yourself. Should he be a gentleman of even modest repute in Parisian society, he is welcome to appear when you do and reveal his identity. If however he is a country priest, milkmaid, or some other sort of worthy whose merits go sadly undervalued by the popular perception, I regret that I will have to make his acquaintance or reacquaintance at another time. yours &c. Moreau P.S. Try to get a young woman to accompany you, and wear good boots, look at the ceiling, twirl your mustachios and shrug a lot if you have a thick accent. Not necessarily in that order. M. Karl Wilding wrote: > > Lt. Colonel Moreau, > > I apologise for this intrusion on your valuable time, but a good friend > suggested your name to me. I am newly arrived in Paris, and somewhat awed by > the social scene here. If I may be so presumptious, I would be honoured if > you would allow me to accompany the lady Jackie and your good self to your > club. Naturally I would pay all costs, and remain discrete. > I await your reply with anticipation, > Yours faithfully, > > Guillaume Maquereau. > > [ > ooc > Mind if I toady along for an evening? it's a free evening if nothing else > *g* > ]
