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If he wrote a book, the hero would damn well be heroic

But with a

There would have to be a heroine, too He liked women He could write about one What would he na ordinary Joan, maybe No, that sounded too fierce Mary? Anne?

Yes, Anne He liked Anne It had a nice definite sound to it But no one would call her Anne If he were to write a book, his heroine would be adrift, without family There would be no one to use her Christian na easy to pronounce So it out in his mind Sainsbury For soood He liked cheese

Anne Sainsbury It was a good name Anne Sainsbury Miss Sainsbury Miss Sainsbury and…

And what?

What about that hero? Ought he to have a career? Certainly Sebastian knew enough about the ways of nobility to paint an accurate portrait of an indolent lord

But that was boring If he were to write a book, it would have to be a cracking good story

He could make the hero a military man He certainly knew about that A major, perhaps? Miss Sainsbury and the Mysterious Major?

Gad no Enough with the alliteration Even he found it a bit too precious

A general? No, generals were too busy And there really weren‘t that et that rarefied he ht as well throw in a duke or two

What about a colonel? High in the ranks, so he would have authority and power He could be froood faer son Younger sons had to make their way in the world

Miss Sainsbury and the Mysterious Colonel Yes, if he were to write a book, that‘s what he would call it

But he wasn‘t going to write a book He yawned When would he find the time? He looked at his small desk, utterly empty save for a cup of cold tea Or the paper?

The sun was already starting to coet a few hours of sleep before he had to get up and head over to Harry‘s for breakfast

He looked over at the here the slanted light of daas rippling through the glass

He paused He liked the sound of that

The slanted light of daas rippling through the glass

No, that was unclear For all anyone knew, he could be talking about a brandy snifter