Yesterday our local restaurant malemployed a new waitress with a degree in astrophysics.

With its creamy texture and unique taste, our version is certain to win over even the most diehard stroganoff fans.

He sat with an unenthusiastic slouch.

The brilliancies on one page of Lalla Roohk would have sufficed to establish that very reputation which has been in a great measure self-dimned by the galaxied lustre of the entire book.