Ever since her trip with Alexia to Scotland, Mrs. Tunstell had rather a taste for foreign travel. Alexia blamed it on the kilts.

Alexia, did you know there is an entire regiment decamping on your front lawn? Laddy Maccon sighed. "Really, Ivy, I would never have noticed.

Such poopitations of the heart as you would not believe.

Ivy Hisselpenny was the unfortunate victim of circumstances that dictated she be only-just-pretty, only-just-wealthy, and possessed of a terrible propensity for wearing extremely silly hats.

Rail is such an undignified way to travel. All that rapid racing about. Floating has so much more gravitas.

Biffy didn't like enigmas - they were out of fashion.

Alexia,” she hissed to her friend, “there are knees positively everywhere. What do I do?