The rational detective, of course, is not prepared to bow before oakness and elmness.

Come Tamburlain, now whet thy winged ſword And lift thy loftie arme into the cloudes, That it may reach the King of Perſeas crowne, And ſet it ſafe on my victorious head.

Of all the English philosophers, I most reverence Bacon, that great and hardy genius: he it is who, undaunted by the seeming difficulties that oppose, prompts human curiosity to examine every part of nature;

Well, she schlumphed her Vera down the screech at a rate of knots, zhooshed up the riah, checked the slap in the mirror behind the bar, straightened up one ogle fake riah that had come adrift, and bold as brass orderlied over as fast as she could manage in those bats and, in her best lips, asked, if she could parker the omi a bevvy.