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March 6 - March 10, 2023
The world, as far as Rob could tell, was filled with people who were simply waiting for the chance to participate in an adventure,
He wanted to inherit a dukedom about as much as he wished to further his acquaintance with the hangman.
You must be one of those gentlemen who is unaccustomed to having his statements challenged, and as such belong to the most sadly overrepresented specimen of humanity.
P.S. I refuse to believe that you are a woman. There is something inexpressibly masculine about expecting to be believed.
you will perhaps not be surprised to learn that I managed to bollocks up all my friendships due to the small matter of having let them all believe I died a year ago.
What is wrong with you? I mean that sincerely.
There’s something infinitely comforting in reading about the misadventures of people who have managed to ruin their lives even more comprehensively than one has done oneself.
Forgive me, but I’ll be the judge as to whether my own life is ruined.
Marian had parted company with good ideas some while ago.
Marriage: Far More Trouble Than You Might Think would be the title of her treatise.
and Percy, however reasonable she once thought him, had fallen in love with a highwayman and therefore plainly had taken leave of his faculties, the poor man.
Rob sighed and inwardly cursed Kent for being inconveniently large.
What a trick it was to be able to say I beg your pardon in a way that meant fuck off and die, and to look serene and saintly while saying it.
The fact that she could manage irritation at a time when most people would have drowned in panic was a testament to her backbone.
He was one of those people who managed to convince the world that it ought to rejoice in his mere existence.
Nobody could possibly be up to much of anything when they were making a fuss over a dog.
“First we abandoned the bread and ham, and then we abandoned the pistol, and I’m about to abandon my patience.”
“Give me that pistol I stole two examples ago so I can shoot myself and make this end.”
“You are ridiculous. I let my life get thrown into an uproar by a ridiculous man. How lowering.
“How were your kittens? Were they good?” “Have there ever been bad kittens?”
and if he didn’t want to fall in love with her, he was already fucked.
“How come you talk to the cat but never the horses?” She looked at him as if he were a lost cause. “Because horses don’t speak English.” “And cats do?” he asked.
Inside the stable, though, they were greeted by a man the approximate age of God himself,
Rob gave the old lady as decent a bow as he could manage while sopping wet and holding a discontented cat.
He wanted to take this moment and press it between the pages of something properly embarrassing.
I don’t want to be a bother.” “Ha! You long to be a bother.
“Get in the kitchen so I can pour some brandy down your throat and then slap you.”
He was probably a fool but, God help him, he was Marian’s fool.
Marian wouldn’t let a little thing like frostbite prevent her from doing precisely what she chose, so neither would he.
What a world we would live in if everyone were able to choose which burdens and duties they were to bear.
She flashed him a rare smile and all at once whatever lunacy he was about to embark on was worth it.
if Marian loved him, then that was precisely the sort of love he wanted.
Kit, who evidently had a fundamental inability to stay on the right side of the law.

