Dearest Diary,
Ashford continues to improve with every passing day and I am eager to return in the morning for a unique sort of social gathering in its main hall. I shall hope to tell you all about it when we meet again.
Meanwhile, allow me to peak your curiosity at the thought of a potential suitor. I have known of the particular gentleman for quite some time, though we have not properly been introduced as of yet. However, he is known to smile occasionally in my direction, and give approval with a nod when he is seen about the markets and public places. He is apt to attend the same recitals and operas as I, and I find him quite pleasant to observe.
I have not ascertained the name of his parish, but his countenance and demeanor lead me to believe he is allied to one. Before I shall extend the gentleman's name, let us simply call him Mr. Woodston, for I have always adored that name. And until we are properly introduced, I do not believe I should announce his Christian name as though he were my betrothed.
Perhaps there shall be more to share as the summer months progress. Until then, I shall speak with you again, on the morrow.
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