Non-members will be welcome at all Clubroom lectures.

The males constantly test their standing, looking to move up in the hierarchy.

[The figurehead] was covered up with tow and sacking and so hidden under pretence of safety that none might discover the secret of its intrinsic preciosity.

Later Irv would claim her skin trembled—really fucking vibrated—under his hands as though she were an overcharged electric blanket, as though she could send off sparks and shock him, and how that really got him going.