I feel like it's a travesty to laugh now that the household has succumbed to illness and the threat of rheumatic fever is looming, but... as with previous chapters, this story is just too funny to resist (which also gives me hope that the current sickness will not be too devastating).
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“But I have a suggestion to make to you, regarding an equitable division of labour, since I am not yet fit enough to pace and worry.”
“And what is that?” asked Graeme.
“You pace, and I shall worry,” said Elinor.
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'the Piece of Cod that Passeth Understanding'
Loving all the quick wits and sparkling exchanges!