A more macabre exercise in historical reconstruction follows the fate of those who, on the eve of the Great War, scrawled their names on the plaster of the ‘thunder box’—the toilet next to the dark house.

ignoring the outcry, Harvey Warrender continued heatedly, 'If this government had been guilty of a breach of law, we would deserve the contumely of the House.'

He grew so pragmatical that he took upon him the Government of my whole Family.

You'll never get anywhere so long as youse trail with that reform bunch. It's all hot air and tomfool theory.