With no choice you are dumped down beside the most irrelevant sort of person, and there you remain.

I went to return Mrs.Duff-Whalley's call the other day, and fell into one.
Before I could retreat I was wedged into a chair beside a woman whom I hope I shall never see again.

She was one of those bleak people who make the thought of getting up in the morning and dressing quite insupportable.

I don't think there was a detail in her domestic life that she didn't touch on.

She told me all her husband could eat and couldn't eat; she called her children 'little tots,' and said she couldn't get so much as a 'serviette' washed in the house.