"But it works." Arthur admitted frankly, "I know a lot of people like that. Some are so energetic that you hardly have time to be melancholic, while others are so sharp-tongued that they end up making things absurd enough to be funny. When you're with them, you even wonder why you were angry about certain things before."
Victoria's attention was clearly captured, "For example?"
Arthur hesitated very little, "For example, Mr. Disraeli."
"Benjamin Disraeli?" Victoria repeated, evidently still remembering the name, "The one who wrote 'Contarini Fleming'? I remember him often sharing fashion tips in magazines."
"That's right." Arthur leaned against the corner of the table, "Have you read his new work? 'Henrietta Temple', let me tell you a little secret, this book has a real-life inspiration."
"Inspiration?" Victoria pondered, "Viscount Palmerston? I remember his last name is Temple. No, wait, I remember the main character in this book is a girl."
