Kneebone, who had drained his glass
to the restoration of the house of Stuart, and the downfall of the house of
Hanover, more frequently than was consistent with prudence, consented; and the
trio set out for Wych Street, where they arrived in the jolliest humour possible. "
"Mr. Sebastian snorted, “If it isn’t that the pot calling the
kettle black!”
“Your house is host to the lowest forms of life, those
without morals! I will no longer allow my children to live
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in such a house. That's the way it goes. All superfine holland. Ann
Veronica had come down thinking of nothing in the world but her inflexible
resolution to go to the dance in the teeth of all opposition. "I am glad you think that," she replied. “You have a boyfriend! That’s fine by me, it’s your
business, but you’d better stop sneaking around because
Sheila’s got eyes in the back of her head!” He heard
Sheila utter a loud percussive blast of a snore from the
master bedroom.
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