Mr. Branwell and Mr. Carstairs seem to have no problem cleaning their boots,โ Sophie said, looking darkly from Will to Tessa. โPerhaps you could learn from their example.โ โPerhaps,โ said Will. โBut I doubt it.โ Sophie scowled, and started off along the corridor again, her shoulders tightly set with indignation. Tessa looked at Will in amazement. โWhat was that?โ Will shrugged lazily. โSophie enjoys pretending she doesnโt like me.โ โDoesnโt like you? She hates you!
Cassandra ClareHe pulled the Carstairs family ring from his finger and held it out to Will. "Take it." Will let his eyes drift down toward it, and then up to Jem's face. A dozen awful things he could say, or do, went through his mind. One did not slough off a persona so quickly, he had found. He had pretended to be cruel for so many years that the pretense was still what he reached for first, as a man might absently turn his carriage toward the home he had lived in for all his life, despite the fact that he had recently moved. "You wish to marry me now?" he said, at last.
Cassandra ClareDon't fight in front of the client, boys." Catarina implored in her sweet voice," or I will knock your heads together so hard, your skulls will crack like eggs
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