Now you know what Mrs. Westmacott thinks about the reserve of young ladies. Mere prudery, affectation, and a relic of the dark ages of the Zenana. Well, now we must put it in practice. We are reducing all her other views to practice, and we must not shirk this one. You look like some evil little fairy, with your golden hair and dancing, mischievous eyes.
Young gentlemen give suppers.
That would be very old-fashioned. Oysters will do. In the novels, all the naughty people take champagne and oysters. Besides, they won't need any cooking. And I have one.