They bounced without merriment over bumpy Roman roads, and by the time they arrived she was extremely nauseous. " "Halloo, Nab!" vociferated Quilt. ‘To where has he gone off?’ ‘No use asking me,’ shrugged the captain. "Perhaps that would have been best. There are so many girls nowadays who are quite unpresentable at tea, with their untrimmed laughs, their awful dispositions of their legs when they sit down, their slangy disrespect; they no longer smoke, it is true, like the girls of the eighties and nineties, nevertheless to a fine intelligence they have the flavor of tobacco. Everything, Miss Miniver said, was “working up,” everything was “coming on”—the Higher Thought, the Simple Life, Socialism, Humanitarianism, it was all the same really. Oh, the beautiful books! Romance, adventure, love stories! She gathered up the books in her arms and cuddled them, as a mother might have cuddled a child. David Courtlaw.
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