It's untidy enough without that," she said, putting up a straying lock, which Grisha had been playing with.
"I imagine you at the ball in lilac.
" "And why in lilac precisely?" asked Anna, smiling.
" Now, children, run along, run along.
Do you hear? Miss Hoole is calling you to tea," she said, tearing the children from her, and sending them off to the dining room.
Things I want to do before I die.
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