"It would be stupid of me to advance anything of the kind.

And it is absolutely unnecessary, because if I am right in my surmises, whether ambassador or hall porter it's a mere detail." Sir Ethelred opened a wide mouth, like a cavern, into which the hooked nose seemed anxious to peer; there came from it a subdued rolling sound, as from a distant organ with the scornful indignation stop.
"No! These people are too impossible.

What do they mean by importing their methods of Crim-Tartary here?
A Turk would have more decency." "You forget, Sir Ethelred, that strictly speaking we know nothing positively--as yet." "No! But how would you define it?
Shortly ?" "Barefaced audacity amounting to childishness of a peculiar sort." "We can't put up with the innocence of nasty little children," said the great and expanded personage, expanding a little more, as it were.

The haughty drooping glance struck crushingly the carpet at the Assistant Commissioner's feet.

"They'll have to get a hard rap on the knuckles over this affair.