As the guests digested it, some with incredulity, some with amusement barely concealed, Kathleen Berkeley's voice — harsh with embarrassment — was heard to say, What a dessertful delight.
What a dessertful delight.
For time is like a faſhionable Hoſte / That ſlightly ſhakes his parting Gueſt by th'hand;
One child stood as king of the hill, and tried to withstand the pushes and shoves of his challengers.
That report is heavy going.
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