It would make little difference to most of us now whether the Duchess of Portland or her stand-in had posed—except that both might be lacking in any abstract quality of ‘Duchessnesss’.

And her— Her Grace— barricaded in the bedroom, listening to fado on the wireless, and tormenting her vicious dewlaps while practicing her anilinguistic skills on various and sundry of the dreamy, sloe-eyed help.

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Back when we went to the World Cup in South Africa, we saw many anglos waving English flags.