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“I love that girl, Bertie," he went on, when he'd finished coughing. "Yes. Nice girl, of course." He eyed me with deep loathing. "Don't speak of her in that horrible casual way. She's an angel. An angel!” quote by P.G. Wodehouse
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““I love that girl, Bertie," he went on, when he'd finished coughing. "Yes. Nice girl, of course." He eyed me with deep loathing. "Don't speak of her in that horrible casual way. She's an angel. An angel!””

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