And my English will closely resemble the English spoken by the charming M. Hercule Poirot...
I perceive that you think Lady Astwell has in her bonnet the buzzing bee.
This young man comes home, he has drunk the cocktail, the cocktail, and again the cocktail, also without doubt the English whisky and soda many times.
[Lästa under senaste vecka:
Mrs McGinty's Dead
The Adventure of the Christmas Pudding]
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