That’s where proper stories begin, don’t they, when the handsome stranger arrives and everything goes wrong?
Franny BillingsleyHe scooped up my arm, swung me round. “Let go, Cecil,” I said. “I’ve a strange dislike of being forced.” “But Briony,” he said, “I’m so full of good spirits. I could walk to London, I think!” Why didn’t he?
Franny BillingsleyOur English monarchs are so unimaginative,” said Eldric. “They execute people in such tediously conventional ways.
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