Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And how is your stool?
I have tried, I have always tried to set a good example for you children.
You mean... when you're dead?
Told you she didn't have yellow fever.
Well...
I suppose if it's her time, then it's her time.
feeling fatigued.
and the endless set-ups from a thousand Mrs. Dickinsons.
Actually...
But you're out of bed.
God, no.
The whole piano.
Austin came to my bedside when I was sick.
I wandered up, I wandered down..."
or will you travel back to Worcester to see her?
And... you scared me.
So I can write.
and die without ever having a beautiful portrait painted of me?
If you like.
It's going around.
Your vanity astonishes me, Lavinia.