|Miss Waterman having a dance with Mr. Kauffman|
My Masque was well received, and at once all knew what it was meant to be; a little vixen. I fear my attire may have influenced my behavior to a degree perhaps bordering unacceptable. My sole savior was the level in which everyone else around me was involved in their own enjoyment. Not a single creature noticed my inappropriate conversations and interactions, save of course the Doctor, who in his ever unwavering patience and attitudes said nothing, and only displayed a cocked brow of disapproval once or twice. I think even he was engrossed in the evenings delights. All in attendance looked wonderful, and the scene was that out of a fanciful painting.
|Low Tea with the very best of friends|
To my dismay, she is to be sent back to England in just a few days time, for she cannot be away for the entire season, and has too many pressing business matters to attend to remain gone for long. It is unfortunate but unavoidable. I asked her at the very start of her visit here about my family back in England, and upon the first time of my asking, she was quite furtive in her answers, and immediately engrossed herself in conversation with Mrs. Hegwood, and upon my second press for information, told me quite sharply that should I wish to know how everyone got on back home, I ought to send a letter. I was so taken aback at the response, I dared not inform her my many letters that have gone unanswered. It left me terribly uneasy, and I fear something is amiss, and I will never know what.
|The Covey's and the family enjoy cards|
I shall be mightily amused when they take up residence, and if nothing else I hope to find some folly of human nature to observe and make merry of to myself and Mr. Hegwood.
|Miss Waterman dressed for the occasion|
|Miss Waterman and the Doctor enjoying a third dance together|
|Miss Waterman and the Doctor at yet another dance|
|A lively group for the last dance|