Governess Painoak, thank you for keeping me and the other St Agnes girls in check. I appreciate your sympathetic response, Governess Painoak, the rules are there to keep us safe and in line. A proud St Agnes Student, I am proud to back in your care
Governess Painoak. I have borne, as long as any mortal could endure, your ill treatment...and that of all the upstarts, here at St. Agnes, whom you call Sentinels. It is not only your complete lack of breeding, and your general brutality, which disgusts me...but also the shamefully-arrogant nature of your conduct, along with that of your Sentinels, towards myself and my peers...your tiresome and self-righteous pontifications, plus your openly- and shamelessly-vindictiveness, which I would expect from a common ruffian but never from an alleged lady. I cannot personally chastise you or your Sentinels, any more than I can bear to witness your vicious treatment (and theirs) of my friends; moreover, I respectfully loathe this establishment as if it were the Plague. Ergo, I have decided to leave this place and never return...at least during your detested tenure as governess. I live for the day when I can see you caned yourself since, in my frank opinion, taking what you have so frequently dished out will do your character a world of good. Cordially Yours, Lady Bullingdon
Governess Painoak, thank you for keeping me and the other St Agnes girls in check.
I appreciate your sympathetic response, Governess Painoak, the rules are there to keep us safe and in line.
A proud St Agnes Student, I am proud to back in your care
You show great wisdom, young lady!
The rules of Saint Agents must be applied
Saint Agnes is a wonderful school
At least she got to keep her knickers up.
This time!
I couldn't spot any clue. Hercules Poirot has nothing to fear from me. Does Veena have something on her mind is she a selenophile or a werewolf?
She’s neither, but you’re on the right track, detective!
That is not a young girls voice
Governess Painoak.
I have borne, as long as any mortal could endure, your ill treatment...and that of all the upstarts, here at St. Agnes, whom you call Sentinels. It is not only your complete lack of breeding, and your general brutality, which disgusts me...but also the shamefully-arrogant nature of your conduct, along with that of your Sentinels, towards myself and my peers...your tiresome and self-righteous pontifications, plus your openly- and shamelessly-vindictiveness, which I would expect from a common ruffian but never from an alleged lady. I cannot personally chastise you or your Sentinels, any more than I can bear to witness your vicious treatment (and theirs) of my friends; moreover, I respectfully loathe this establishment as if it were the Plague. Ergo, I have decided to leave this place and never return...at least during your detested tenure as governess. I live for the day when I can see you caned yourself since, in my frank opinion, taking what you have so frequently dished out will do your character a world of good.
Cordially Yours,
Lady Bullingdon