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"I should get in there before somebody says something we'll all regret," Jessie sighed, that sense of duty and tradition more than evident in the set of her jaw and spark in her eyes.

"Don't you dare, dear, not until Nils stops being eloquent."

"Doing what?"

"He's just finished the most lovely speech about how the man to win a jewel such as you will be the one with nerve not only to ask, but to court you as –and then it got all clock-metaphorical. It was like something out of a romance novel where his character dies tragically in the end. Oh, and Lyon's asked Prosser why he looks so down in the mouth, that was a bit tactless."

"From him, I'd only expect it."

"No, it was Gilly Lyon, in with the gents and most likely smoking one of her awful cigars to justify being in the smoking lounge –but then, the Tact Fairy hasn't visited that whole family in well over three generations and the only way to be sure they show up to anything is to imply that they shouldn't come at all. And I mean that in the nicest way."

The Family Clock, Chapter 30

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