unearths some literary gems.
From The Man from the River, by G. D. H. and Margaret Cole:
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The conversation descended into such abysses of allusiveness that Michael gave up the attempt to understand.
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Worse still was an enormous Early Victorian atrocity in yellowish-grey, with bands of Palladian ornament, which stood beside the Queen Anne block, and just succeeded in overtopping it with an obvious and ludicrous effort. It was as if one's grandmother had decided to stand permanently on tiptoe.
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"Who are all those people?" Michael asked [....]
"Oh, nobody in particular." [But she immediately proceeds to give specifics about exactly who each of them is!]
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"That man's like a revolting Greek chorus, always turning up and moralising where he isn't wanted!"
