Perriwickturned to Penelope as he set the tray down on a table. "If I might be so bold, my lady-"
"Perriwick!" Blake roared. "If I hear the phrase 'if I might be so bold' one more time, as God is my
witness, I'm going to toss you into the channel!"
"Oh dear," Penelope said. "Perhaps he does have the fever, after all.Perriwick , what do you think?"
The butler reached for Blake's forehead, only to have his hand nearly bitten off. "Touch me and die,"
Blake snarled.

Autor: Julia Quinn

Perriwickturned to Penelope as he set the tray down on a table. "If I might be so bold, my lady-"<br />"Perriwick!" Blake roared. "If I hear the phrase 'if I might be so bold' one more time, as God is my<br />witness, I'm going to toss you into the channel!"<br />"Oh dear," Penelope said. "Perhaps he does have the fever, after all.Perriwick , what do you think?"<br />The butler reached for Blake's forehead, only to have his hand nearly bitten off. "Touch me and die,"<br />Blake snarled. - Julia Quinn

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