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A man came from —–‘s [1] yesterday morning to cut out the cover for our armchair. The usual draper type, smallish, neat, with something feminine about him and nests of pins all over his person. He informed me that this was the only domestic job he was doing today. Nearly all the time he is cutting out covers for guns, which it seems have to be made in the same way as chair covers. —-‘s are keeping going largely on this, he said.

[1] Unidentified. Peter Davison