Enter 'New Victorian' Devotees On Their Return

Lady Mishap: It was a shame Mrs Primsunday wasn't there to deliver the speech.
Lady Slush: It was kind of Lily to fill in tho.
Lady Mishap: Yes, Mrs Gaye's daughter is a credit to her, tho I do feel our etiquettes
shall suffer from her inexperienced delivery.
Lady Slush: I'll say. I haven't the least notion of how to fold my napkin.
Lady Mishap: It is the main concern, for sure.
Lady Slush: And how am I to eat soup without knowing how to. Is it mouth to spoon or
spoon to mouth do you think?
Lady Mishap: Don't you drink soup rather than eat it? Oh, I don't know.
Lady Slush: Its a mystery of Loch Ness Monster proportions until Mrs Primsunday's return.
Lady Mishap: Yes, I dare say she's doing something very important like discovering the
abominable snowman but she could deign to return to deliver the ruling as to whether its
milk first or tea first for the English cup of tea.
Lady Slush: Now we're nearing the end of the barley water season we need to know!
Otherwise we'll quite die of thirst.
Lady Mishap: The things we have to put up with.
Lady Slush: That reminds me, have you seen Lord Slimly today?
Lady Mishap: Oh, I think he's out romping with The Romper. He's helping choose a new
Silver Ghost car for him.
Lady Slush: Oh, he does love his motors, old Roger.
Lady Mishap: He'd never get round so quickly otherwise.
Lady Slush: He's a veritable busy bee.
Lady Mishap: Tho not as buzzy in annoyance as Slimly is.
Lady Slush: Oh, you love him realy!
Lady Mishap: Oh, do I?.........do I?!