I called it for her.

She belongs to old Hackbut of the Bank--the old porter, you know.

If it wasn't that there's always something about dark women which makes me think they're going to have a moustache, I should take to that girl's face." Edward launched forth an invective against fair women.
"What have they done to you-what have they done ?" said Algernon.
"My good fellow, they're nothing but colour.

They've no conscience.

If they swear a thing to you one moment, they break it the next.