Cosmo seems angry.
Your most gracious Excellency,
I do not understand you. What pain are you trying to inflict on me?
Miss Felicity is still somewhere at large, I know not where. Sending me copies of your love letters does nothing to help me and I would beg you to stop. We are still looking for Miss Felicity but the trail is very cold.
If you can help me, please do so.
Despite the unfortunate cancellation of our wedding I must say that I did most definitely send you an invitation. Either it is still in transit (unlikely) or your mail man is untrustworthy (more likely) or you are not telling me the truth (???). But send it I did.
Finally and once again I beg you to help me find my love.
Your despondent brother,