Mrs. Michael turned out to be a ravenous, fast-fading woman in a slashed skirt and a low blouse over an unappetising chest. While her husband did things in his shed, where he appeared to live, Pym inexpertly mixed the Yorkshire pudding and fought off her embraces...

The drivers remain concealed at a little distance, while the koomkies surround the goondah, as this sort of elephant is called.

[H]er majesty [Elizabeth I of England] let them all to understand, that she never intended (God's grace assisting her) to leese the fruit of so famous an act, by abasing the coin of the realm, which she found to be for the more part copper, and had now recovered it to be as fine, or rather finer, sterling silver, than ever it was in the realm by the space of two hundred years or more; a matter worth marking and memory.

Not less kind in her way, though less expansive and embracive, was Madame de Montcontour to my wife, as I found on comparing notes with that young woman, when the day's hospitalities were ended.