5th February, 1892
Dear Miss Potts,
Well, I have no innate fondness for convention, so please be as untraditional as you like – I admit it is very easy to stop caring what the neighbours think when I keep receiving unexpected gifts with every letter! I had always presumed a debutante’s days must be long, gruelling and overly tedious – but I am beginning to see the other side of it now. (Best be careful with your favours, or we might find out that I am as impressionable as any young debutante, and will be entirely at your mercy.)
At any rate, I am delighted for the opportunity to begin building my own bouquet. I will learn how to be a florist as I go, and when I have finished an arrangement you can have it back, to judge the – clumsy – efforts of your new apprentice. My only condition is that you mustn’t laugh.
With affection,
Elias
Elias

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