Royalties are frumps, aren't they?
And that ruby! I don't see how she dares wear it!" "I am not particularly fond of it; but it's a fad of hers.

She likes to wear it on state occasions.

I have often wondered if it is really the Nana Sahib's ruby, as her uncle claimed.

Driver, the Savoy, and remember it carefully; the Savoy." "Yes, sir; I understand, sir.

But we'll all be some time, sir.
Collision forward is what holds us, sir." Alone again, Kitty Killigrew leaned back, thinking of the man who had just left her and of his beautiful wife.