A Question of Honour

What kind of a cad and a scoundrel is this B.G. Kelly? I am shocked... he actually expects a gentleman such as myself to mention a lady's name in this affair of honour? You bounder, B.G. Although my young lady no longer has eyes for me I will not stain her honour by making her name public.

Alas, though, I admit I have been defeated. Take her Sir, and treat her well. But be warned! If all you have to offer her is your nose, well, I'm sure she'll realize her mistake and return to me.

If I cannot have my lady-love I can only hope that she will not suffer. My poor sweet lady is she of the soft hair, the gentle hands (no snide comments from any of the morons out there please) and the warm heart. Look after her B.G. or I'll ruin that Picasso nose you're so proud of.