3/18 If a few of us were to turn glove-fitters when we are fairly crushed, we might civilize the whole world, and prevent the deformity of an ill-fitting glove ever blotting creation and prostituting Houbigant. What do you say ?" "Don't be such a donkey, Beauty!" laughed the Seraph, while his charger threatened to passage into an oyster cart. "There's an immense deal in what I'm saying. Think what we might do for society--think how we might extinguish snobbery, if we just dedicated our smash to Mankind. We might open a College, where the traders might go through a course of polite training before they blossomed out as millionaires; the world would be spared an agony of dropped h's and bad bows. |