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“’Suspect?’”
His lips pulled themselves together in a smirk as he rattled off the place names after another spin, this time aloud, to the crowd of open-mouthed, bacon-chewing “farm rabble” the aristocratic Mr. Verplanck thought it was his divine duty to educate (though, in reality, they probably would have been better off feeding their fingers to carnivorous geese).
His lips pulled themselves together in a smirk as he rattled off the place names one after the other, seemingly a circus side show to the rapt crowd of open-mouthed, bacon-chewing “farm rabble” the aristocratic Mr. Verplanck thought it was his divine duty to educate. In reality, they would probably be better off feeding their fingers to carnivorous geese.
Sam wrote:His lips pulled themselves together in a smirk as he rattled off the place names one after the other, seemingly a circus side show to the rapt crowd of open-mouthed, bacon-chewing “farm rabble” the aristocratic Mr. Verplanck thought it was his divine duty to educate. In reality, they would probably be better off feeding their fingers to carnivorous geese.
Less long-winded, but clarity...hmm...
Should that be "his"?he’d say, magically pulling a sabre from its invisible sheath at its side.
At a length [comma] he asked, “Why are you here, Irwing?”
)Sam wrote: seemingly a circus side show to the rapt crowd of open-mouthed, bacon-chewing “farm rabble”[...]
“Ah, you never are. Pity. If you’d cared to pay attention to anything I had said over the past- ah, what has it been?- four achingly terrible years, you would be quite the learned young man and not the infantile, simple boy that stands before me, gazing amusedly at a spinning object like some nobleman’s pet bird.”
His lips pulled themselves together in a smirk as he rattled off the place names one after the other, seemingly a circus side show to the rapt crowd of open-mouthed, bacon-chewing “farm rabble” the aristocratic Mr. Verplanck thought it was his divine duty to educate. In reality, they would probably be better off feeding their fingers to carnivorous geese.
There was a creak of wooden shoes upon stone as all seventeen boys shifted, facing towards the increasingly loud raps of the cane.
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