"Well, you never can tell," he continued, lamely. Miss Miniver looked out on the world through large emotional blue eyes that were further magnified by the glasses she wore, and her nose was pinched and pink, and her mouth was whimsically petulant. The entire place was a masterpiece of wooden carving, a design of interleaving carried throughout. I shall lose my fees and the laced coat. ” This couplet sprang into her mind from nowhere, and immediately begot an endless series of similar couplets that she began to compose and address to Capes. She even hit the jackpot in 1952 when she found a photograph in a London issue of Vogue.
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