Today I caught two more goblins.   They really are horrid little creatures, and I have absolutely no regrets about catching them.  One of them made an awful mess on my dress, however, and I had to pretend to my new Governess that I had spilt some paint on myself.  I am sure it did it deliberately.
Today was also remarkable in another way.  Cousin Nicholas arrived by the afternoon train.  He came up to my room where I was working, and gave me an envelope.  In it was the photograph I had taken all those years ago.  He would not tell me how he had obtained it, but begged for permission to publish it in the monthly journal for which he is now working.  No matter how I resisted the idea, he found some way of countering my doubts, and I eventually gave my reluctant permission, save that my name be in no way connected to its publication.

Disaster!  "The Regular" came out today with my fairy photograph emblazoned on the first page, accompanied by a long article in which I am not only named as the photographer, but am hailed as an authority on Fairy Lore and cited as a believer in fairies, goblins, gnomes, elves and pixies.  I shall become a laughing-stock.  I shall never speak to Cousin Nicholas ever again.
Caught such a strange creature today.  I do not know what kind of fairy it could be.

~Lady Angelica Cottington at age 18