We'll found a Club; and, by George, sir, we'll call it 'The Inexpressibles'! Ta-ta for the present," and Mr.Goodwyn-Sandys retired.
But what was being discussed below when the Admiral's voice disturbed his wife?
Alas! you shall hear.
"These men," Mrs.Goodwyn-Sandys was saying, "are all alike.

But, my dear, why not disregard his absurd humours?
I have revolted from Frederic long ago." "You don't say so!" "It is a fact.

Take my advice and do the same.

It needs courage at first, but they are all cowards--oh, such cowards, my dear! Revolt.

Cry 'Havoc!' and let slip--" "My dear, I should faint." "Oh, poor soul! Reflect! How pretty the domestic virtues are, but how impossible! Besides, how unfashionable!" Mrs.Buzza reflected.
"I will!" she exclaimed at last.