At eight o'clock he fell asleep in a chair; and, having undressed him by unbuttoning every button in sight and, where there were no buttons, pulling till something gave, we carried him up to bed.Fredd...
Billie knew all. And, terrible though the fact is as an indictment of the male sex, when a woman knows all, there is invariably trouble ahead for some man.
Birds, except when broiled and in the society of a cold bottle, bored him stiff.
But lots of fellows have asked me who my tailor is. Doubtless in order to avoid him, sir. He’s supposed to be one of the best men in London. I am saying nothing against his moral character, sir.
Even Spike himself seemed to be aware that there were points in his appearance which would have distressed the editor of a men's fashion paper.
Had I been alone, a casual glance in passing would have contented me, but for Ukridge the spectacle of somebody else working always had an irresistible fascination, and, gripping my arm, he steered me...
He had that extra four or five inches of neck which disqualifies a man for high honors in the beauty competition
He is England's premier fiend in human shape.
He looked like a horse with a secret sorrow. He coughed three times, like a horse who, in addition to a secret sorrow, had contracted asthma.
He made a noise like a pig swallowing half a cabbage,
He was an unpleasant youth, snub-nosed and spotty. Still, he could balance himself with one hand on an inverted ginger-ale bottle while revolving a barrel on the soles of his feet. There is good in al...
He was as completely happy as only a fluffy-minded old man with excellent health and a large income can be.
His manner had the offensive jauntiness of the man who has had a cold bath when he might just as easily have had a hot one.
Honoria, you see, is one of those robust, dynamic girls with the muscles of a welter-weight and a laugh like a squadron of cavalry charging over a tin bridge. A beastly thing to have to face over the...
I can conceive that after what occurred in New York it might be distressing for you to encounter Miss Stoker, sir. But I fancy the contingency need scarcely arise.’ I weighed this. ‘When you start tal...
I don’t mind admitting that, whenever I looked at Cyril’s face, I always had a feeling that he couldn’t have got that way without its being mostly his own fault.
I eluded them, therefore, with no great expenditure of physical effort, but I would be deceiving my public if I said that I was enjoying the episode. It offends one's pride when one has to leap like a...
I may be wronging her, but I have an idea that she's the sort of girl who would want a fellow to carve out a career and what not. I know I've heard her speak favourably of Napoleon. So what with one t...
I remember when I was a kid at school having to learn a poem of sorts about a fellow named Pig-something—a sculptor he would have been, no doubt—who made a statue of a girl, and what should happen one...
I see no percentage in your being alive. I wish you were a corpse, preferably a mangled one. I should like to dance on your remains.
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