Oh! A little bird told us,’ said Miss Browning. Molly knew that little bird
form her childhood, and had always hated it, and longed to wring its neck. Why
could not people speak out and say that they did not mean to give up the name of their informant? But it was a very favourite form of fiction with the Miss
Brownings, and to Miss Phoebe it was the very acme of wit.”
~ Wives and Daughters
form her childhood, and had always hated it, and longed to wring its neck. Why
could not people speak out and say that they did not mean to give up the name of their informant? But it was a very favourite form of fiction with the Miss
Brownings, and to Miss Phoebe it was the very acme of wit.”
~ Wives and Daughters
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