In the canon
The Absentee
- Form
- Form Novel
- Year
- Year 1812
- Pages
- Pages 300
Lady Clonbrony has spent years training the Dublin out of her vowels, and still the fashionable women who eat her ices at her own gala laugh at her behind their fans. The money for that gala comes from Irish ground she has not seen in years, wrung out by an agent the tenants call Old Nick, who answers to nobody they can appeal past.
it's growing the fashion not to be an Absentee.
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