It was the dance interval. Greta was sitting out with smooth-haired George. “ Do you know,” sh esaid. by way of making conversation, “ when a man who bores me terribly,;sks me where I live 1 always say ini the country.” George Jaiighted. ‘‘How frightfully clover of you,” he praised. “ And where do you really live?” Greta yawned. “In the country,” she replied absent-mindedly.
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Evening Star, Issue 21079, 16 April 1932, Page 8
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