The slanted light of dawn was rippling through the windowpane, and Miss Anne Sainsbury was huddled beneath her thin blanket, wondering, as she often did, where she would find money for her next meal."

That was really good. Even he wanted to know what happened to Miss Sainsbury, and he was making it up.

Autor: Julia Quinn

The slanted light of dawn was rippling through the windowpane, and Miss Anne Sainsbury was huddled beneath her thin blanket, wondering, as she often did, where she would find money for her next meal."<br /><br />That was really good. Even he wanted to know what happened to Miss Sainsbury, and he was making it up. - Julia Quinn


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