1712, John Arbuthnot, The History of John Bull:
I am, she said reluctantly. Did she look pregnant, somehow, already? It was probably just some magical fae thing, but it made her self-conscious anyway. Two people in one day figuring out her secret didn't bode well. Congratulations on your future uncle-ship. Rakken blinked. Indeed. He blinked again. A half-human niephling.
I am,
Congratulations on your future uncle-ship.
Indeed.
A half-human niephling.
Nothing irks me more than when people call me a Horse Whisperer. Let me say once and for all – I’m not a Horse Whisperer. There are no special gifts or secret magic powers when it comes to training horses. No-one can teach a horse by ‘whispering’ or looking into his eyes. No-one can apply some ‘secret’ process and have horses instantly understand everything forever more.
[…] may their Mistake herein be as freely forgiven them, as I hope and desire that the Charitable Reader will with his Pardon meet those unvoluntary Errours, which in this Work by me shall be committed.
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