>>8593Don't split hairs with us, Archibald. We are perfectly aware of what is meant by you.
>>8595Darling, let's not descend into vulgarity. This isn't some tavern brawl where personal insults pass as wit.
>>8596Enough, Constance. Your petty vendetta against my sister can wait until tomorrow. Tonight, we mourn the loss of Lady Helena.
>>8597Don't look at him like that, Anastasia. He's only just arrived.