conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Provide a description for a book titled Heirs and Graces about Sally, Hairdresser, Book with the genre: Romance, Contemporary.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: After several years working as an international head-hunter and property developer, Sally is now focused primarily on 2 things, her writing and her business; 100k Hairdresser, a training business for the hair industry. She is about to be published in the US as a contributor to 'The Yes Book,' a hugely anticipated collection of positive life lessons that really inspire.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Provide the first four paragraphs for this book.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Heirs and Graces
  We skirted the lake and followed the stream downward. The path narrowed as we came into the glen where the stream, swollen with the current downpour, swirled and foamed and splashed over its banks as impressively as any burn at home in Scotland. The architect tried to tread daintily beside me to avoid stepping in puddles, and I noticed that he was wearing highly polished city shoes. I wondered if Cedric had picked the right man for the job.
  Something was lying amid the bushes beside the stream. We made our way toward it, and Mr. Smedley gave a little yelp and exclaimed, "Oh my God."
  Someone was lying beside the path, his head and torso half covered with a tweed jacket, while water from the swollen stream splashed up against him as against a large rock. I went up to him, my heart racing, and lifted off the jacket. Cedric was lying sprawled on his face, his white shirt spattered with mud, with what looked like Jack's knife sticking from the middle of his back.
  Mr. Smedley grabbed me and tried to turn me away. "Please, avert your face. Do not look, my lady. It's too horrible for words," he said.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Provide five more paragraphs.. End with the sentence ' "The rats are trying to leave the sinking ship," he muttered to me under his breath.'.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: When it was Belinda's turn, she stared at her hands in disgust. "How horrid," she said. "You know, I think it was a silly mistake to have come here in the first place, and it's clearly going to be no fun with the police all over the place. I may just toddle off back to London, darling."
  She thinks that Jack is guilty, I thought, but didn't say it out loud. And she did have a point. He appeared to have a perfect motive, and the opportunity and skill to carry it out.
  She turned to the police constable. "Now that you have ruined my fingers with that nasty black stuff, I presume I'm free to leave. There really is no reason for my staying here any longer, you know. I only came to return a lost shoe to Lady Georgiana, and I have absolutely no connections to this family."
  She was so forceful in her delivery that Belinda sat. I couldn't resist sneaking a glance and giving her a grin. It wasn't often that one saw Belinda unable to talk herself out of an awkward situation. I must say, I was rather enjoying her discomfort. She had become too used to gaining entry under false pretenses. Maybe this would teach her a lesson.
  Darcy was obviously thinking along the same lines. "The rats are trying to leave the sinking ship," he muttered to me under his breath.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Provide the last three paragraphs.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: And after the horrid events of the past few days, I felt a bubble of hope and happiness forming inside me. Darcy was going to stay for a while. Everything would be all right.
  We looked up as we saw Edwina coming across the forecourt to meet us. "Mr. Camden-Smythe says he'll sort everything out," she said. "Those poor children. My poor daughter. If I didn't have you, Jack..." and she left the rest of the sentence hanging. Jack went over to her and took her arm. "Don't worry, Grandmama," he said. "We'll get through this."
  She nodded. Then she looked up at us. "And do you know what Mr. Camden-Smythe told me? He said that under the terms of the entailment, the title can only pass to an heir of the body, and failing that, to the next male in the line of succession. So all this stupid talk of adoption was for nothing. So stupid. Such a waste."