Monday, September 28, 2015

Diary of a Provincial Lady

By E.M. Delafield

Am also worried by extraordinary and tactless tendency of saleswoman to emphasize the fact that all the colors I like are very trying by daylight, but will be less so at night.

Put a cat in the same room as her grandmother- hidden under the sofa if you liked, and in two minutes the grandmother would say "I believe there's a cat in this room" and at once turn queer.
Cook has as usual carried out her favorite labor-saving device of three sponge cakes and one bun jostling one another on the same plate.

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