Welcome to Blackbourne Manor. Do come
inside. Samuels will show you to the sitting room. Mrs. Matthews will bring out some refreshments presently.
The Lord may come down to greet you, but then again he might not. The Lady
almost certainly will come to meet you, but you might not be glad that
she did. Be forewarned, if she offers to show you her 'sweet little pet' you
should politely decline. It is none of those things, and it would be dreadfully
inconvenient to have to fish you out of the pond so soon after your arrival.
Pay no heed to the
smoke; Isabella may be experimenting in her lab, or perhaps Mrs Matthews is
cooking an extravagant and highly flammable supper tonight. It could be a
sacrificial flame from which Lauretta is attempting to summon the perfect
boyfriend, or a bonfire that the young urchin James has lit in simultaneous
protest of the tyrannical monarchy and to stay warm out of doors in these
chilly winter months. Anyway, I'm sure it's nothing to concern yourself with.
Seriously, do move along, and forget what you may think you've seen. It
requires none of your attention.
It is always a great
pleasure to receive company, and now I bid you good day and hope you enjoy your visit to Blackbourne
Manor.
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