wrterlogan
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Agnes had continued to droll on and on about her many 'friends' and how she was so excited to see so many of them for these types of parties. Silas had tried to formal a mental map of how all of the young ladies were intertwined but realized that Agnes' own words muddled the picture so fully that he almost believed that everything she told him was a complete world of fiction. It was almost as if Agnes lived in a dream world and was unable to understand or grasp the true workings of the world. She would forever be immune to the effects of good company.
Mercifully, the song finally ended and he was able after a few moments of protestation disengage himself from the dancefloor. He knew that many would consider it an absolute lack of manners to depart so quickly but he was able to fake a fair amount of fatigue and would be forgiven by all but the most slavish to good form. He bowed to several of the more important players before finding himself a secluded corner of the room.
Edmund had been talking to Isobel, that could be a problem. For all his good points, Ed was almost useless when it came to women it was as if every good sense in his body decided to vacate as soon as a fair creature came into view. Yes, his heart pined for Agnes but he would likely fall under anyone's spell if given half the chance. He was quite consistent in that regard. Silas should begin to expect less of him in these situations or be careful about who he talked to. Most of the girls here were more than content with his banter but should one or two of them begin to press him for details, his instincts might grip him and undo months of work. Marsten was one such creature.
The Cow and her mother passed him and for a moment all else was forgotten. With every fiber of his being, Silas hoped that she would meet a navy captain soon and fall under his sway. India might be just the sort of location that would suit her and it would certainly lift her cloud from these gatherings. If her mother wasn't so influential, he would have taken her to task before now but as it was nothing could be done. For her part, the Lady was sure to keep her daughter away from him if at all possible. He allowed them to put a fair distance away from him before moving again this time searching out Ed.
The party was beginning to enter its droll phase. This was when Edmund would likely pull out some of his older material to be reused while everyone else recovered from dancing. If he could find him quickly, they might be able to have a quick chat about how to talk to girls. Then again, Silas might have to skip that conversation entirely and advise him on complete silence until further notice, it would be quicker and save the rest of the partygoers. If only he could charge a savior's fee.
Mercifully, the song finally ended and he was able after a few moments of protestation disengage himself from the dancefloor. He knew that many would consider it an absolute lack of manners to depart so quickly but he was able to fake a fair amount of fatigue and would be forgiven by all but the most slavish to good form. He bowed to several of the more important players before finding himself a secluded corner of the room.
Edmund had been talking to Isobel, that could be a problem. For all his good points, Ed was almost useless when it came to women it was as if every good sense in his body decided to vacate as soon as a fair creature came into view. Yes, his heart pined for Agnes but he would likely fall under anyone's spell if given half the chance. He was quite consistent in that regard. Silas should begin to expect less of him in these situations or be careful about who he talked to. Most of the girls here were more than content with his banter but should one or two of them begin to press him for details, his instincts might grip him and undo months of work. Marsten was one such creature.
The Cow and her mother passed him and for a moment all else was forgotten. With every fiber of his being, Silas hoped that she would meet a navy captain soon and fall under his sway. India might be just the sort of location that would suit her and it would certainly lift her cloud from these gatherings. If her mother wasn't so influential, he would have taken her to task before now but as it was nothing could be done. For her part, the Lady was sure to keep her daughter away from him if at all possible. He allowed them to put a fair distance away from him before moving again this time searching out Ed.
The party was beginning to enter its droll phase. This was when Edmund would likely pull out some of his older material to be reused while everyone else recovered from dancing. If he could find him quickly, they might be able to have a quick chat about how to talk to girls. Then again, Silas might have to skip that conversation entirely and advise him on complete silence until further notice, it would be quicker and save the rest of the partygoers. If only he could charge a savior's fee.