[T]hat which we call Good Humour, is in Truth but a ſort of Slight of Hand in Diſcourſe, or a Faculty of making Truths look like Appearances, or Appearances like Truths. Now this Gift of Hocus Pocuſing, and of Diſguiſing Matters, is ſo Surpriſing and Agreeable on the one hand, that it muſt of Neceſſity be a very ſtrong Temptation to the Quitting of the Beaten Road on the other. May be regarded as a noun use.]

[…] out came the candle from its deal receptacle, and the Amelias, Janes and Carolines, betook themselves to cakes and novels, devouring both with an ardour that only schoolgirlism can produce.

Yet never was there a time when it more concerned the public weal, that the character of the parliament should stand high.

Mrs. Pinelli was a very fashionable lady and adored bullterriers and had a gentleman friend who was famous for his resemblance to King Edward; / she was a very fashionable lady and there were white lilies in the hall No my dear I can’t bear the scent of them in the room and the bullterriers bit the tradespeople and the little newsy No my dear they never bit nice people and they’re quite topping with Billy and his friends.