Mrs. Gordon bit into an egg custard. “Sarah, these are delicious.” Sarah looked at the creamy, yellow tarts.
He has a home in the Costa Rican hills.
She had grown accustomed to look upon Ethel as Walter's passion and inspiration: it was something far off and distant, which even she felt was sacred; but Lady Marchmont was a new rival, and come too actual, and too near.
The incorrigibles in the prison population are either lifers or habitual reoffenders.
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