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“Henry, you mustn’t mind. It is really a kindness to have him.’ ‘Well, I do mind, Emily,’ said Mr Leslie, getting up. ‘Kindness is one thing and your family is another. You treat this house as if it were the Ark, Emily, inviting everyone in.’ ‘At least she doesn’t ask them in couples, sir,’ said David. ‘A female Holt would be appalling.’ ‘That’s enough,’ said his father. ‘If Mr Holt comes into this house, I go out of it.’ He took a cigar from the sideboard and went out, almost slamming the door.”

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Wild Strawberries

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Angela Thirkell
Angela Thirkell

Angela Thirkell was an English novelist known for her light-hearted and humorous writing style, as well as her detailed portrayal of English rural life. Her works often featured satire and humor, showcasing social and human aspects, and were well-received by readers. more

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