1712, John Arbuthnot, The History of John Bull:
I am, she said reluctantly. Did she look pregnant, somehow, already? It was probably just some magical fae thing, but it made her self-conscious anyway. Two people in one day figuring out her secret didn't bode well. Congratulations on your future uncle-ship. Rakken blinked. Indeed. He blinked again. A half-human niephling.
I am,
Congratulations on your future uncle-ship.
Indeed.
A half-human niephling.
[…] may their Mistake herein be as freely forgiven them, as I hope and desire that the Charitable Reader will with his Pardon meet those unvoluntary Errours, which in this Work by me shall be committed.
Nothing irks me more than when people call me a Horse Whisperer. Let me say once and for all – I’m not a Horse Whisperer. There are no special gifts or secret magic powers when it comes to training horses. No-one can teach a horse by ‘whispering’ or looking into his eyes. No-one can apply some ‘secret’ process and have horses instantly understand everything forever more.
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