Hun hadde imidlertid en smak for sukker, og dette betydde at en smultring eller en kake kunne følge smørbrødet. Hun var tross alt en tradisjonelt bygget dame, og hun måtte ikke bekymre seg for klesstørrelse, i motsetning til de fattige, nevrotiske menneskene som alltid så i speil og tenkte at de var for store. Hva var for stort, uansett? Hvem skulle fortelle en annen person hvilken størrelse de skulle være? Det var en form for diktatur, av det tynne, og hun hadde ikke noe av det. Hvis disse tynne menneskene ble mer insisterende, ville de mer sjenerøst størrelse bare måtte sitte på dem. Ja, det ville lære dem! Hah!

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(She had a taste for sugar, however, and this meant that a doughnut or a cake might follow the sandwich. She was a traditionally built lady, after all, and she did not have to worry about dress size, unlike those poor, neurotic people who were always looking in mirrors and thinking that they were too big. What was too big, anyway? Who was to tell another person what size they should be? It was a form of dictatorship, by the thin, and she was not having any of it. If these thin people became any more insistent, then the more generously sized people would just have to sit on them. Yes, that would teach them! Hah!)