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[color=#cc00cc]"No, I've heard many interesting things of Wilde Hall. My attentions don't simply fall hither and thither, after all. I only investigate things I believe worth my time."[/color]

It seemed that she was not the only one with trenches in her past. Gently, almost kindly, she would incline her head towards Mister Violet and mouth a silent apology. The cigarette went into the long holder, and then she procured a packet of matches from within her clothes. There was a [i]woosh[/i] as it lit, and then up to the paper it would go, the madamoiselle having to puff a few times to ensure it would remain lit through the long device.

Only once she had taken the opportunity to savour the taste of the smoke would she continue talking. [color=#cc00cc]"Ah, yes, the carriage. I must admit I assumed it further on."[/color] She gestured along the path. [color=#cc00cc]"Deacon Grey here surprised me before you came along, was all."[/color] She raised eyebrows, invisible behind her mask, then flicked away some ash. [color=#cc00cc]"I shall be staying firmly with you gentlemen then if you don't mind- I would prefer to be left [i]unsurprised[/i] by anyone else."[/color]