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My Mother Is Convinced That Yellow Is A Happy Color And That A Happy Girl Would Get A Husband. -penelope Featherington

Hyacinth,” Lady Bridgerton Said In A Vaguely Disapproving Voice, “do Try To Speak In Complete Sentences.” Hyacinth Looked At Her Mother With A Surprised Expression. “biscuits. Are. Good.” She Cocked Her Head To The Side. “noun. Verb. Adjective.” “hyacinth.” “noun. Verb. Adjective.” Colin Said, Wiping A Crumb From His Grinning Face. “sentence. Is. Correct.

If One Didn't Have Love, Was It Better, Then, To Be Alone?

Love Is Blind,” Harriet Quipped. “but Not Illiterate,” Elizabeth Retorted.

Reformed Rakes Make The Best Husbands,"violet Said. "rubbish And You Know It." -anthony To Violet