Niagara Threepwood (nee Donaldson) was the sweetest of women, and there was no argument about her being the light of her husband's life and the moon of his delight, but she had inherited from her father the slightly impatient temper which led the latter at conferences to hammer on the table and shout, "Come, come on now!"
(from Full Moon, by Sir Pelham Wodehouse)
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