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  <subtitle>In the meantime it looked like one of the maids would have to relay the message to Lord Windham after all. I'd deal with the consequences later.

I got out of bed again, this time to fetch some stationary and my quill. I felt too weak to sit at my desk, so I brought everything back to bed with me and wrote the message there.

_Dear Mr. Windham,_

_Thank you for the beautiful flowers. Unfortunately I am currently unable to receive any callers as I seem to have contracted my guardian's cold and was prescribed bed rest for a week. 
I look forward to our next meeting and will be in touch again soon._

_Yours truly,_
_Samantha Delacourt_

I realized I needed Lord Windham's address, which was probably on the envelope that came with his card. I saw where it lay, on the floor under the table, where it had most likely fallen when I had torn it open to read the card. However, I decided to rest my eyes for just a minute before standing up again. I was still feeling dizzy and the warmth of my bed felt so delicious... </subtitle>
  <updated>2008-05-06T10:15:23Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Consequences</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Wonderfully written, of course. I think my favorite, for selfish reasons ;), is the prescription of &amp;#8220;bedrest for a week&amp;#8221; for a cold. :D&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Dreamer Challenge&lt;br /&gt;Day Two #5&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-05-06T10:15:23Z</published>
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      <name>Jenunique</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Consequences</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Oh, that&amp;#8217;s bound to have consequences.  A sweetly told little bit of period life, and I like that the titles has two meanings, tied to the initial paragraph and then hinting at future possibilities.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-05-05T21:34:19Z</published>
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      <name>THX 0477</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Consequences</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I forgot to comment earlier. What I would have said: I loved it, especially the last few lines. &lt;em&gt;However, I decided to rest my eyes for just a minute before standing up again. I was still feeling dizzy and the warmth of my bed felt so delicious&#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-05-05T19:41:01Z</published>
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