We may be thankful for one small mercy, that his mother has departed this life! otherwise you and I would have known _furens quid femina posset_!" The old man looked up at his grandson with a humorous eye.

Aldous was standing absently before the fire, and did not reply immediately.
"Come, come, Aldous!" said Lord Maxwell with a touch of impatience, "don't overdo the philosopher.

Though I am getting old, the next Government can't deny me a finger in the pie.

You and I between us will be able to pull through two or three of the things we care about in the next House, with ordinary luck.

It is my firm belief that the next election will give our side the best chance we have had for half a generation.