"Most impressive" remarked Lord D'ascoyne. "I suppose she'll end up a Covent Garden doxy now. Not much else available for a girl like her."
"I believe I saw Sir Thomas Wimsey in pursuit. He has a taste for the unusual."
"Wimsey, eh? In a month, the poor girl will probably wish she had a good old fashioned hanging."
Dashwood chuckled.
"To continue" said D'ascoyne, the bantering note gone, "Does that thing work the other way?"
"The other way?"
"Turning girls into boys."
Dashwood remembered that D'ascoyne had four (legitimate) daughters and no (legitimate) sons.
"I haven't tested it, but I don't see why not."
"I might want to borrow it. I have a use for it."