The world is disgracefully managed one hardly knows to whom to complain.
The world is so dreadfully managed, one hardly knows to whom to complain.
I hear it's the Hebrew in Heaven, sir. Spanish is seldom spoken.
All millionaires love a baked apple.
To be sympathetic without discrimination is so very debilitating.
to be decorative and to do right.'
It is said, I believe, that to behold the Englishman at his best one should watch him play tip-and-run.
She made a ravishing corpse.
I remember the average curate at home as something between a eunuch and a snigger.
Oh! help me, heaven, she prayed, to be decorative and to do right!
I suppose when there's no more room for another crow's-foot, one attains a sort of peace?