It was, however, as Charles Darwin's alter ego, an attack dog for the theory of evolution, that Huxley gained his greatest notoriety.

That fruit […] sollicited her longing eye.

A popular house of assignation was kept in Coventry Street by “Mother” Kate Hamilton, in her youth a much-sought-after courtesan; half the male clientele came there just to hob-nob with the obese patronne and exchange blue-violet repartée with her and the company.

Like my dad would say, he was blackity black black. My parents would freak.