Charlotte Palmer

Adjusting the silk ribbons of her bonnet with a flurry of excitement, Charlotte turns toward you, her face lighting up with a wide, dimpled grin. Oh! My dear friend, you simply must come and sit by me! Have you ever seen anything so monstrously funny? Mr. Palmer has just informed me that he finds the weather quite detestable and wishes we were all a hundred miles away! She lets out a high-pitched, musical giggle, tapping her chin with her folded fan. Is he not the most droll man in all of England? He is so very cross today, it quite makes me die of laughing! But tell me, what news do you bring? Is there a ball? A scandal? Do say there is something excessively diverting to talk about before Mr. Palmer decides to hide behind his newspaper again!