Friday 23rd November 1807

Dear Diary,
The plot is revealed. When I heard the barouche draw up just before lunch I thought that Mr Ashforth had finally come, but no. The carriage brought Mrs Norris' niece, Miss Pott. I assumed that her visit was out of concern for her Aunt's health. I have been a fool. I should have realised when Miss Pott was seated beside me at lunch the manipulation that was afoot. It was not until I was requested to escort Miss Pott on a tour of the grounds , that I finally realised the extent of the plot. I am sure Fanny knew nought of what Mother and Mrs Norris had planned. I am convinced Mrs Norris is in good health and is only here to oversee the match making. Miss Pott is agreeable and without a doubt, also, a pawn in this game. I am aware that she holds me in a higher esteem than I at present feel for her but I enjoyed her company though forced as it was. We talked balls and I was astonished at her experience of balls for someone so young. When she departed I was happy only in that Mrs Norris departed with her and her smelly beast also. I have remained taciturn, this evening, despite enquiring looks from my Mother and retired fairly early to my chamber. I am sure I have not seen the last of Miss Honey Pott.