" do you know, when i was a girl, my uncle told me i would ruin my eyesight squinting over the page like that. " with a tilt of her head, she eyed the other woman - and her hefty tome - a sly smile on her lips. for her own part, she was no great reader. not an indifferent one, perhaps. but no one would accuse her of the sort of literary zeal her companion seemed to possess. " though perhaps his scolding was a touch overdone. you do not seem to have suffered so very much... "
idly, she glanced over the other woman's shoulder at the page, not particularly taking in anything. whatever the contents, they were an undoubtedly superior distraction to the increasingly dreary garden party underway up at the great house. " your company is more engaging than the one i have been enduring no doubt... "
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