When he was finished, as such, he was wringing wet, and now he had to edge and shimmy his way back, and with a most woebegone look, and everybody laughing, except the sad blond boy, and the Minnesotans roaring in the cab.

To press a miser for donaton is like biting on granite.

These vulgar, pleasure-seeking people, so frank and clamorous, were too uninhibited for his shielded and involuted life.

Teeth for the ladies; teeth for the gentlemen — at upwards of two pound ten a gnasher"