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“There is a certain amount which I shan't mention publicly," Elizabeth said. "Things about Lucia which I should never dream of stating openly." "Those are just the ones I should like to hear about most," said Diva. "Just a few little titbits.”

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Book:Mapp and Lucia
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Mapp and Lucia

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E.F. Benson
E.F. Benson

E.F. Benson was a British novelist known for his distinctive humor and profound insight into Victorian era life. His works covered a wide range of genres, including mystery, comedy, and romantic novels. more

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