Sorry for the wait, guys! ^-^; Hope to update more often now that school is out.
My dear Dorian;
You seemed fairly upset yesterday evening when Harry and I quit the theatre; I called on you afterward, but you had not been home. Are you quite all right?
I must tell you my heart goes out to you, as I can only imagine how difficult it must be to feel as though you had wasted the time of your friends; however I assure you that our time had not been at all wasted. Disregard whatever dreadful things Harry tells you, for he doesn't understand. He refuses to acknowledge anything I say, although I remain firm in my belief that your judgment is refined far beyond most. You were certainly correct in the statement that Sybil is very lovely, and if you say she is a fine actress I must believe you. She must simply have been ill last night.
If I may be so bold as to say, I understand your frustration. However, as I told you yesterday, you must not be so quick in your conclusions; love is a fickle thing, as are the people for whom the affection is directed. No one can be perfect at all times. Despite those poisonous theories Henry keeps, love is a beautiful thing. It may overcome many obstacles and over look many flaws, in such a way that Art could never hope to rival. Art mimics life; love surmounts it. Please don't ever forget that.
I would be more than willing to dine with you again when your darling Mademoiselle Vane is feeling well again. I should like to meet her, and to hear the details of your engagement, if you have no objections.
My earnest best to both of you,
BASIL