““A perfect woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort and command; And yet a Spirit still, and bright With something of an angelic light.” Baldwin scribbled and nodded, murmuring to himself. “Wordsworth. Okay, who’s next?” “Jeanette Lernier. Here we go. “A creature not too bright or good For human nature’s daily food For transient sorrows, simple wiles Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears and smiles.” Baldwin smiled. “Another stanza from the same poem. What was found in Jessica’s dayrunner?””