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We won’t stay a minute. Where’s the rest?
Professor Preston had just come in the back door after an hour’s puttering around the garden.
“We won’t stay a minute,” Johnnie assured... Call her ‘Jen’ until you get to know her better.”
“It’s what everbody calls me...”
Elizabeth Frances Corbett, Professor Preston at Home (1957) : 164 : link (textless snippet)
“Her seventh book about a retired college professor. Professor Preston finds a new reason to live after accidentally hitting a widow with his umbrella and they begin making a new life together.”
Elizabeth Frances Corbett (1887-1981), something (useful, by Heddy A Richter at encyclopedia.com)