I mentioned here that I have found a copy of Aldous Huxley's Antic Hay, recommended about nine months ago by "T". Recently I referred too to my pedantic nature (Link and link) which seemed to please her, so she said.
It was rather piquant, to say the least, to read the following in the novel:
"What a delicious pedant you are! She turned away from the window, put her hands on his shoulders and looked at him. "Too exquisitely ridiculous!" And she kissed him.
The greater the height, the worse the fall I suppose.
Until the next time.
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