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[...]my Memory Is Reasonably Good—unlike Yours, Dear Sir!” “mine Is Erratic,” He Said Imperturbably. “i Remember Only What Interests Me.

You Know What I Think? Fate! That's What It Is Fate! There's A Thing That Comes After A Fellow:got A Name,but I Forgot What It Is. Creeps Up Behind Him, And Puts Him In The Basket When He Ain't Expecting It.

And Don’t You Say That It Is Very Kind And Obliging Of Him, Sir, Like Jessamy, Because If You Don’t Like A Person, You Don’t Wish To Be Obliged To Him!

She Succumbed To The Eternal Feminine Passion For Bargains.

I Think Myself I Ought To Be Shot For Writing Such Nonsense.... But It's Unquestionably Good Escapist Literature And I Think I Should Rather Like It If I Were Sitting In An Air-raid Shelter Or Recovering From Flu.