As we strolled back to the terrace, the Duchess called me over.

All this cold lately, this cold you feel while walking, burning itself into your thighs. Even my gloves are not quite up to it (the trouble with heavier gloves being that you clumsy around like some kind of moon mission astronaut, knocking down the curtains over the door window). 

Anyway: the new math is much like the old math, and the new spelling is missing all its e's.

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