A confounded fault of mine, you know, Earwaker,--want of patience.

You must have noticed it ?' 'Oh--well, now and then, perhaps.' 'Yes, yes; but of course I know myself better.

And now tell me about Moxey.

A married man, of course ?' 'No, lives with a sister.' 'Unmarried sister ?--Brains ?' 'Pretty well supplied with that commodity.' 'You must introduce me to her.

I do like women with brains .-- 'Orthodox or enlightened ?' 'Bitterly enlightened.' 'Really?
Magnificent! Oh, I must know her.