[…] he had tasted their food, and found it so palatable that he had eaten his full before he knew it.

[…]it was there that he had hoped to have found peace and rest from the past turmoils of life, in that enchanting spot, in which he might have desired to have ended his days, had not Fate, ever unpropitious to him, chased him from it.

It had been his intention to go to Wimbledon, but as he himself said: “Why be blooming well frizzled when you can hear all the results over the wireless. And results are all that concern me. […]”

Then they become sashaying runway models and later giggling friends, eventually succeeded by a mysterious creature who is revealed to be a woman hidden in a carapacelike coat.