February 16th 1894
Alice, in an entirely uncharacteristic fit of thoughtlessness , knocked on my study door and then entered before I had a chance to tell her to wait, and so caught me with my sleeve still rolled up, just in the act of withdrawing the needle.
“I’m so sorry!” she blurted at once, dropping into an appalled curtsey,
“
(
Read more... )
Comments 32
(The comment has been removed)
Reply
Reply
Reply
(The comment has been removed)
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Thank you again for saying such lovely things.
Reply
I am avoiding thinking about tomorrow and the panel, but thank you.
Reply
Leave a comment