“These are excellent boiled potatoes. Compliments to whoever among you is the chef.” “We didn’t cook this meal.” Jane turned toward him sharply. “Georgie can afford staff.” She didn’t tack on the phrase “you idiot,” but it hung in the air. Something seemed to amuse her because she repeated, “Excellent boiled potatoes” under her breath to no one in particular.
Sorry but this nonsense is pissing me off - please for the love of god stop writing about Jane Austen it’s embarrassing for all of us
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