Your fate is writ clear; you will be murdered. I cannot conceive how it comes about that you were not murdered long since! How odd! Charles himself once said that to me, or something like it! There is nothing odd in it; any sensible man must say it!


The Grand Sophy (ed. Random House, 2011) - ISBN: 9781446456507


Your fate is writ clear; you will be murdered. I cannot conceive how it comes about that you were not murdered long since! How odd! Charles himself...

Your fate is writ clear; you will be murdered. I cannot conceive how it comes about that you were not murdered long since! How odd! Charles himself...

Your fate is writ clear; you will be murdered. I cannot conceive how it comes about that you were not murdered long since! How odd! Charles himself...

Your fate is writ clear; you will be murdered. I cannot conceive how it comes about that you were not murdered long since! How odd! Charles himself...