Mr. MacLean:
My dear, this schoolgirl visitation gets worse every week. The place is swarming with the little wretches.
Mrs. MacLean:
But it does give the palace a certain atmosphere. You must admit that, Ivor.
Mr. MacLean:
I don't want atmosphere. I want peace.
Mrs. MacLean:
Here, darling. Drink your tea.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:38