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an unimportant elderly relative,
And Will, the gardener, had a little cottage and an allotment of his own, where he grew potatoes and carrots and enormous mop-headed chrysanthemums.
no sign of the sun, simply an imperceptible fading from darkness.
the refined hotel that was always filled with elderly residents,
she must now be in her seventies,
In the day-time she wore constantly her pearls, and a pair of coral earrings, shaped like tear drops. In the evenings a modest diamond or two was likely to spark from her dark velvets, for she was sufficiently old-fashioned to change each evening for dinner,
I was missing the Californian sunshine and American central heating.
cold-eyed.
“Come Along”, which is the best marching song of all,
provided
they were just a pair of children.
