What’s that poem again?” Will, who had been twirling his empty teacup around his fingers, stood up straight and declaimed: β€œEach spake words of high disdain, And insult to his heart’s best brother—” β€œOh, by the Angel, Will, do be quiet,” said Charlotte, standing up. β€œI must go and write a letter to Aloysius Starkweather that drips remorse and pleading. I don’t need you distracting me.” And, gathering up her skirts, she hurried from the room. β€œNo appreciation for the arts,” Will murmured, setting his teacup down. ✨ Cassandra Clare (2013). The Infernal Devices: Clockwork Angel; Clockwork Prince; Clockwork Princess, p.519, Simon and Schuster

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