"You remember Daphne Winkworth who used to be Daphne Littlewood?"
"Oh, quite. Yes, quite," said Lord Emsworth. He spoke with splendid fortitude. There was nothing in his manner or his voice to show that the sight of this woman was making him feel like the hero of a novel of suspense trapped in an underground den by the personnel of the Black Moustache gang. Your English aristocrat learns to wear the mask.
(from Galahad at Blandings, by Sir Pelham Wodehouse)
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