The corner of Ozymandias' mouth tipped towards a frown, but how was he supposed to argue with that? He didn't like to admit defeat in anything, but Mrs. Macnair was ruthless. He hadn't been expecting it.
"Well," he said, placing the quill down. "Far be it from me to stand between the doddering matrons of society and their tea sweeteners."
"Well," he said, placing the quill down. "Far be it from me to stand between the doddering matrons of society and their tea sweeteners."
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