Tuesday, May 21, 2024

But not that

     "I have guessed your ghastly object, you ghastly object," he said quietly. You want me to photograph you."

    The Mayor shook his head. "Not myself. I realize that that can never be. My daughter."

    "Your daughter?"

    "My daughter."

    "Does she take after you?"

    "People tell me there is a resemblance."

    "I refuse," said Clarence.

(from Meet Mr. Mulliner, by Sir Pelham Wodehouse)
    


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