She observed her stern face as if it belonged to a stranger, the lady of a noble house, a woman whose calm was infrangible. (the Forgotten Garden by Kate Morton p. 298)Bonus! A kniting quote too!
A yellow teapot occupied pride of place on the sea chest in the living room, shrouded in a knitted tea cozy shaped like a hen. (Ibid. p. 495)
Don't worry, I'm not going to knit one.
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I really dare you to knit one! That would be awesome.
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