One reads of such things in the poets, one sees it in pictures; but I've never come across it in real life--never, never.

It's dreadful, horrible, revolting.

To think that a son of mine, brought up from babyhood to calculate all his actions with mathematical precision, should be guilty of this profligacy! It's driving me mad, Simon; it really is.

I don't know what to do.

I've come to the end of my resources.