That blasted Peenee! I've been tagged. The task:
Well, I turn to the pile of book-I-mean-to-read (or in his case re-read) that sits next to my armchair and find on top E.M. Delafield's The Provincial Lady in America. Page 123, sentences 6-8 are:
In any case, why Mary Queen of Scots? No possible connection with remote village in Devonshire. Can only suppose that Lady B. can think of no better way way of displaying her pearls.
Somehow, it seems very apt.
They're really lovely books, the Provincial Lady series - a kind of gentler E.F. Benson, or slightly sharper Barbara Pym. Excellent February afternoon books, or the sort of thing to read in front of a fire. Do find them, but read them in order.