After I arrived in Hell I found myself beset by diplomats, so I invited Jane Austen. She entered the torture chamber with an elegant step, a lively eye, a polite smile, and fangs dripping venom. Soon I felt as comfortable as ever, though the slight of my invitation may have been almost enough to make her think of marrying.
give me a clue so sweet and true
the Daily Whale
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