...the voice was indisputable. It continued to swear with that breadth and variety that distinguishes the swearing of a cultivated man.
H. G. WellsAbout author
- Author's profession: Author, Writer
- Nationality: english
- Born: September 21, 1866
- Died: August 13, 1946
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