I let Drasilla know, in the clearest possible manner, that my heart belongs to another. She refused to accept this and made it clear that she will have me. I fear she may soon wear me down. Dear Lady Laurent's hair must be a tangled mess by now. The climate is harsh and I haven't attended to it in days! — Stibbons
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