Another interval for rest and meditation succeeded. Miss Ukridge paced the floor with knit brows; while I sidled into a corner and stood there feeling a little like an inexperienced young animal-trainer tho has managed to get himself locked into the lions' den and is trying to remember what Lesson Three of his correspondence course said he ought to to in such circumstances.
(from Eggs, Beans and Crumpets, by Sir Pelham Wodehouse)
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