A Brobdingnagian goes down as easily as a Liliputian.

The largest story about business dishonor, or female frailty, or political deception, slips through with the ease of a homoeopathic pellet.

Its throat is sufficient for anything round, or square, or angular, or octagonal.
Nothing in all the earth is too big for its mastication and digestion save the truth, and that will stick in its gullet.
IT IS GREGARIOUS.
It goes in a flock with others of its kind.

If one takes after a man or woman, there are at least ten in its company.

As soon as anything bad is charged against a man, there are many others who know things just as deleterious.