But I give you my word, in the entire book there is nothing that cannot be said aloud in mixed company. And there is, also, nothing that makes you a bit the wiser. I wonder--oh, what will you think of me--if those two statements do not verge upon the synonymous.

I regret to say that during the first act of this, I fell so soundly asleep that the gentleman who brought me piled up a barricade of overcoat, hat, stick, and gloves between us to establish a separation in the eyes of the world, and went into an impersonation of A Young Man Who Has Come to the Theater Unaccompanied.

Her big heart did not, as is so sadly often the case, inhabit a big bosom.

I was the toast of two continents: Greenland and Australia.

Scratch a king and find a fool!

They sicken of the calm who know the storm.

Tonstant Weader fwowed up.