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Originally Posted by R. S. Gwynn
While it may be true that our story has had no middle, one may choose its beginning point and ending point with some exactitude, yet both have grown so extenuated as to preclude the existence of that part which should connect them, in the way, say, that a single strand of spaghetti may be engaged upon and nicely finished up, with a only long passage of embarrassment and social uncertainty in between, dripping sauce on one’s chin and shirt front and leaving no doubt, amongst the gathered dinner partners (who did not, mercifully, appear in the intervening chapters) that the object of their approbation was, in fact, you; thus, I must conclude this unsatisfactory narrative with the bald information the Geoffrey did successfully prevail upon Madge to relinquish the hair-clasp that was assumed to have been stolen but was, happily, only misplaced and recovered in the barest nick of time.
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Sam, the laughter poured out of me at your parenthetical! Sheer genius.
BTW, that last phrase, from Larkin's Required Writing, was stolen at a writer's forum without the slightest attempt at credit to him (in answer to the same type of question--How do you do it?--Larkin had answered with it) by a highly celebrated American memoirist--two nights ago in Manhattan, let the record show. [I add this since the subject of stealing from the best came up in a nearby thread.] Oh well. I suppose she might have thought of it herself.