I had to go up onto the roof last night to put an end to Arthur's railing against pastries. It was tempting to demonstrate to him the quickest route back to terra firma, but, my motherly instincts prevailed.
I received a writ today from Miss Nichols citing Eddie as the person who did most brutally murder her. She has engaged the services of the company of legal practitioners Messrs. Suethem Andrun of Whitechapel. I fear that a court case could prove damaging to our reputation, so it might be necessary to offer her 'compensation'. It would be very convenient if Miss Nichols were to 'disappear', however as she is already dead this option is somewhat redundant.
I have to go now as one of my (still extant) gardeners has just informed me of a fracas at Swiss Cottage. Apparently Bertie and Louise are "fighting like ferrets". It seems that there was a disagreement over the ownership of a pumpkin patch. Stupid children.
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