“[…] I lied and said I have to work, but my plan is to plant myself at the Napoleon House and do some serious day drinking.” Ricki’s eyes lit up. “Ooh, can I come? Their Pimm’s cups are the best.”

The growth of monopoly power retarded economic progress by hampering the growth of entrepreneurship and innovationism.

My comfort was, that it happened a long time ago, and that he had doubtless been transported a long way off, and that he was dead to me, and might be veritably dead into the bargain.

He has duodecimated his difficulties by choosing twelve boy “heroes.”