Wellington-Jones!

I am posting you here in this forum, at the Vicar's Arms, and at Twillingsgate House, publicly, as a cowardly bully, a nancy-boy, and one unfit for decent society.

Yes, I am in possesion of Several Letters and a Photograph, written by you when you were at public school (St. Dismas? Come now!) and later at University. They show quite clearly your brutality towards your fags and your prefered mode of dress at University. (Really, old chap, a satin corset in that colour hardly does justice those sneering mustachios you affected! And those shoes! Tsk, tsk!)

Since it is quite clear that you are no gentleman and decidedly my social inferior (if not indeed a common criminal), I must withdraw my challenge and replace it with my pity. May I suggest that you take Miss Rutledge's advice, and better it by beginning life anew abroad? I understand that few questions are asked in, oh, the Northwest Territories.

Because I fear ambush, I have made arrangements with the police that I might go about armed. Please be advised that I am carrying both a revolver and a life preserver and am quite capable of using either one if necessary.

Yours,
Captain Nigel West