It has come to my attention that I am not, after all, alone in my current predicament. For some time, I had been cognizant of odd smells and sounds around me, but it was not until today that I realized the truth: there is a lady living in my house! A lady of quality, moreover - and, most surprisingly of all, I am given to understand that she is my sister!

I am sorry to say that - undoubtedly due to the deplorable influence of our servants - my sister has rather taken to country fashions. Whilst none could fault the colours with which she has chosen to adorn herself, she has become most lackadaisical about her dress. Indeed, since I first saw her for myself this afternoon, up until the present moment, she has not changed her attire once! She did not even change for supper. I, on the other hand, have had my clothes changed at least five times in the last twenty-four hours, as any gentleman ought, and feel myself nearly ready to change them once again.

Clearly, it is time for me to take a hand in my sister's education.

Still, I must confess myself relieved at last to have a genuine companion. It can be lonely to be a true gentleman.