Jonathan Stroud Quotes

  he magician emerges from bed and we recount our tale. Her response lacks gratitude: stammering furiously, she chides us for the damage to her lawns and flowerbed. The boy is smacked; I am Spasmed; we both spend the day with nail-clippers attending to the damage to the garden.  
Jonathan Stroud

Quotes by author Jonathan Stroud

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