Utorak, Februar 01, 2011

quail on toast,

quail on toast, or maybe a welsh rabbit. What time did you breakfast, miss. I had a ruined egg at sixfifteen. The girl surrendered to helpless and bewildered laughter. You ask the most personal questions as if they were a matter of course. By way of impressing you with my sprightly and entertaining individuality, so that you will appreciate the advantages to be derived from my continued acquaintance, and grapple me to your soul with hooks of steel, as hamlet says. Or was it harold bell wright. Do you care for reading, miss. Ive got a neat little library inside, besides an

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