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  <title>Comments on 'The Consummate Hostess'</title>
  <subtitle>Lord Gavinson made for a very merry host, and his wife, Lady Marguerite, was the consummate hostess, stopping by every table to greet each guest personally.

When she reached the table where Isabelle, de Grave, Windham, and I were seated, she checked suddenly, the smile on her face faltering ever so slightly. I noticed her face pale as she caught sight of de Grave. For the first time, I saw de Grave look disconcerted, his usually cool demeanor shaken. He suddenly became concerned with the contents of his wine glass. 

Isabelle took no notice of this and asked Lady Marguerite where she had purchased her beautiful gown. This was enough to restore her good humor and she began to speak with Isabelle quite animatedly about a &amp;quot;darling little shop in Paris.&amp;quot;

But Lord Windham had noticed. He bent his head to speak with de Grave in a hushed whisper. I sipped my wine and tried very hard to appear deaf.

&amp;quot;Is she invited, Vincent?&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;I'm not sure.&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;When did you last see her?&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Not since last year.&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Hmm...&amp;quot;</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-04-29T11:12:14Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on The Consummate Hostess</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;ve just read this whole series in one go, and I&amp;#8217;m loving it so far. And I don&amp;#8217;t usually go in for period drama, so that&amp;#8217;s quite an achievement&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-04-29T11:12:14Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Mycroft</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on The Consummate Hostess</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Heck if I know what the &amp;#8216;game&amp;#8217; is.  I think I was just referring to the game of coy romance, but I guess there could be more, and you&amp;#8217;ve certainly hinted at some intrigue or dark back story here.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-04-28T21:53:48Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>THX 0477</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on The Consummate Hostess</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Eckhouse, or  THX , if you want to continue this and bring in the &amp;#8220;game.&amp;#8221; I&amp;#8217;m curious to see what this game entails.&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;#8217;m going to go see &lt;em&gt;Forbidden Kingdom&lt;/em&gt; now, so have fun (but not too much fun) in my absence. ;-)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-04-28T19:05:42Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Ana Cristina</name>
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