Dearest Diary,
It is almost our two hundredth visit this evening and I cannot seem to posit a solution for our daily chats. I continue to remain positive and quite sure that the gentleman of whom we speak, whoever that may be, will soon make himself known. Not only to myself but to you, dear Diary, as well.
I can attest that Lord Barrymore has again sent word by post of his increasing affections and I can only be flattered by such a gesture. It is possible that my resistance toward him is waning, though I cannot be sure I am so eager for such a match.
I'm sure there can be no harm in joining him for tea, but I shall have to ponder it more on the morrow...
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