I can put up a placard with BOARDERS, HO! printed on it in large letters, and then assemble them in the banquet-hall and make them a speech." "You would insult them," objected Mrs.Oliver feebly, "and they are perfectly innocent." "Insult them?
Oh, mamma, how unworthy of you! I shall speak to them firmly but very gently.

'Ladies and gentlemen,' I shall begin, 'you have done your best to make palatable the class of human beings to which you belong, but you have utterly failed, and you must go! Board, if you must, ladies and gentlemen, but not here! Sap, if you must, the foundations of somebody else's private paradise, but not ours.

In the words of the Poe-et, "Take thy beaks from off our door."' Then it will be over, and they will go out." "Slink out, I should say," murmured Polly's mother.
"Very well, slink out," replied Polly cheerfully.

"I should like to see them slink, after they 've been rearing their crested heads round our table for generations; but I think you credit them with a sensitiveness they do not, and in the nature of things cannot, possess.
There is something in the unnatural life which hardens both the boarder and those who board her.

However, I don't insist on that method.