June, 2. 1892
My dear Mr. Dempsey,
I regret to inform you that I have not, most unfortunately, undergone the change to become this regrettably popular 'social butterfly' you so seek. In fact, I have come across it quite infrequently in my research and I regret to say that a species of this particular creature in the shade 'B. Foxwood' does not seem to exist.
I do however have time in my busy schedule for you, sir, always. How about a drink at the club this week? I find myself with surprisingly little to do other than escape Atticus and my mama, and I've grown tired of wandering aimlessly about town. Have I yet mentioned that I've decided to take upon a position at the Institute this summer as visiting faculty? It shall be greatly fascinating and provide vast resources for the research I am currently conducting. It does not start until later in the month however, and I'll admit I'm quite desperate for familiar company.
As for the most interesting brother, I can admit easily to that and bear your confidence in mind. I was always the more superior conversationalist of the two.
cheers,
Basil
Basil