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Four stories in a bit of a mixed bag but still plenty of PGW charm

"My dear Ambrose, I am sorry to give you pain, but Miss Tewkesbury is a tennis player. I have seen her with my own eyes leaping about the court shouting 'Forty love,' "Thirty all' and similar obscenities."

”I tell you my heart bleeds for Anastasia. A lunatic husband and a son who talks into bluebells and she’ll have to cope with them on Brussels sprouts.

”The poetry virus always seeks out the weak spot”

”I want to make it clear from the outset that he was as pure as the driven snow. Sir Galahad could have taken his correspondence course.”