Post by Ymbert Montgomery on Aug 27, 2019 13:28:29 GMT
The Social Whirlwind by Le Mole
Ah, gentlemen, one hopes you are all enjoying your life in Paris. Certainly, you seem to be. Some perhaps a bit too much. If you carry on like this sirs, you may find yourself penniliess. I name no names, but perhaps one might rhyme with “diremont”.
Several new arrivals. Another man of noble birth (the ladies of Paris truly are spoilt this year) in the rather sickly figure of Huillaume Lagarde de Bearne. Less noble, but at least a gentleman, Jean Paul Marsaud arrived. And Father Matthieu Arnaud. Who, as one must respect the clergy, I will say he is technically a gentleman despite the unfortunate lack of legitimacy he may carry.
We had some departures as well. Like a bat out of hell Evrard was gone when the morning came. “To the shoes” he was heard to cry as he left Paris. Monsieur Alain de Clèves apparently left to join the King at the front. No, I have no idea who he is either.
In property news Captain Raoul Jardin is obviously rather envious of the fine house owned by Monsieur Piquet and has bought one of his very own. Captain Renald de la Azur now has an apartment, which is at least somewhat more fitting to his station. Monsieur Marsaud also has an apartment, which is very fitting indeed to his station.
In general news, I hear that the Director of the Paris Lottery is worried about his position. Not enough tickets being sold apparently.
And a little bird has told me that Jean-Pierre Laurent's much vaunted La Compagnie Hollandaise failed to raise the needed capital in time to invest. But Captain de la Azur invested his own money undaunted. A financial genius or a madman? Time will tell, darlings.
Apart from that we had something of a quiet month. It seemed many gentlemen were hit by a fit of piety and spent much of their time at church. Which is very commendable, but doesn't leave your humble scribe much to write about.
Jean-Pierre Laurent was seen nursing his wounds with Eloise LeBeau in Hunters. But the only other social event of note was the rather splendid party held by Captain Jardin and his new mistress, the lovely Dame Emelin Belya. (This is funny, but I shall leave it to my dear compatriot Comtess De Villepin to explain the possible amusement that may arise from this simple romantic fact).
But it was rather a distinguished gathering, with no riff raff invited! Germain de Miremont and Mademoiselle Boudon were both there, which is unsurprising as apparently they are Siamese twins. .Captain de la Azur naturally and deliciously turned up to the party of his fellow Dragoon Guards captain. Although without a mistress for some odd reason. I'm sure I'd heard he's acquired one earlier in the month. Father Dieudonné shared his thoughts on scripture which I'm sure were very fascinating. And Monsieur Piquet was in a delightfully jolly mood, perhaps helped by the fact that regimental enmities would ensure his rival would not be turning up.
And so we shall see what happens next month in Paris. I can hardly express my excitement.
Ah, gentlemen, one hopes you are all enjoying your life in Paris. Certainly, you seem to be. Some perhaps a bit too much. If you carry on like this sirs, you may find yourself penniliess. I name no names, but perhaps one might rhyme with “diremont”.
Several new arrivals. Another man of noble birth (the ladies of Paris truly are spoilt this year) in the rather sickly figure of Huillaume Lagarde de Bearne. Less noble, but at least a gentleman, Jean Paul Marsaud arrived. And Father Matthieu Arnaud. Who, as one must respect the clergy, I will say he is technically a gentleman despite the unfortunate lack of legitimacy he may carry.
We had some departures as well. Like a bat out of hell Evrard was gone when the morning came. “To the shoes” he was heard to cry as he left Paris. Monsieur Alain de Clèves apparently left to join the King at the front. No, I have no idea who he is either.
In property news Captain Raoul Jardin is obviously rather envious of the fine house owned by Monsieur Piquet and has bought one of his very own. Captain Renald de la Azur now has an apartment, which is at least somewhat more fitting to his station. Monsieur Marsaud also has an apartment, which is very fitting indeed to his station.
In general news, I hear that the Director of the Paris Lottery is worried about his position. Not enough tickets being sold apparently.
And a little bird has told me that Jean-Pierre Laurent's much vaunted La Compagnie Hollandaise failed to raise the needed capital in time to invest. But Captain de la Azur invested his own money undaunted. A financial genius or a madman? Time will tell, darlings.
Apart from that we had something of a quiet month. It seemed many gentlemen were hit by a fit of piety and spent much of their time at church. Which is very commendable, but doesn't leave your humble scribe much to write about.
Jean-Pierre Laurent was seen nursing his wounds with Eloise LeBeau in Hunters. But the only other social event of note was the rather splendid party held by Captain Jardin and his new mistress, the lovely Dame Emelin Belya. (This is funny, but I shall leave it to my dear compatriot Comtess De Villepin to explain the possible amusement that may arise from this simple romantic fact).
But it was rather a distinguished gathering, with no riff raff invited! Germain de Miremont and Mademoiselle Boudon were both there, which is unsurprising as apparently they are Siamese twins. .Captain de la Azur naturally and deliciously turned up to the party of his fellow Dragoon Guards captain. Although without a mistress for some odd reason. I'm sure I'd heard he's acquired one earlier in the month. Father Dieudonné shared his thoughts on scripture which I'm sure were very fascinating. And Monsieur Piquet was in a delightfully jolly mood, perhaps helped by the fact that regimental enmities would ensure his rival would not be turning up.
And so we shall see what happens next month in Paris. I can hardly express my excitement.
