By the saffron robe of Hymen, cried Lord Norbourne, "but that would be a blessing! I own that I am no great friend to marriage in general; … If a young man has his way to make in the world, a wife is a dead weight upon his hands.

The starting pitcher for today's game has not been announced yet.

But the King's sagacity had found the pear not ripe — Odalism was sick, but not dead — the project was deferred, and no open attempt was renewed to feudalize the Islands for another generation.

Except that I was too flat chat to get up and collect it myself so I motioned to Wok as surreptitiously as I could, nodding in the direction of the note lying invitingly on the asphalt. Wok stared back at me uncomprehendingly.