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" "Will you, as they say, say when?" he asked, standing at Eustace's elbow with the whisky decanter and a glass.
"Stop, stop I've got to sit up and do some work when I get back."
"Work, work, the word is always on your lips, Eustace, but I never see you doing any, I'm glad to say."
"I put it away when you come, of course," said Eustace. "I take it out when Hilda comes."
"I think I shall send for her." "
― L.P. Hartley , Eustace and Hilda
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" Indeed, Hilda was always putting her oar in, constituting herself the voice of conscience; she was a task-mistress, leading the chorus, undefined, unrecognised, but clearly felt, of those who thought he ought to try more, do more, be more, than he had it in him to try, or do, or be. "
― L.P. Hartley , Eustace and Hilda