A bow tie on Loomis.  Most amusing.  Unfortunately, the corpse in the room reduced my mirth.  Death has a great affinity for Collinwood, and I cannot escape the suspicion that Alexis is at the heart of the mysteries, especially as I trace their timeline.  Rather than play detective, I was more determined to tame the beast tonight.  But it could not be tamed, only assuaged.  I went to the Eagle to slake my thirst, and found a most delightful repast, a Miss Harrington (I cannot utter the first name; she deserves better).  The joining was interrupted by Dr. Longworth, a fellow aficionado, but for somewhat different reasons.  Fortunately, the beast retracted and she fainted.




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