I know one or two wretched starving creatures like that who quote Aristotle at you over a fried herring and a pint of porter.

Fashionable life, too, I have to represent at some length, in order to show my hero under all circumstances.

Lady Theo Bingham Bingley, whose bay mare he had the good fortune to stop, is the daughter of a very fine old Tory peer.

I'm going to describe the kind of parties I once went to--the fashionable intellectuals, you know, who like to have the latest book on their tables.

They give parties, river parties, parties where you play games.