I rubbed my hands with delight over my happy notion, and soliloquized aloud, What a joy there is in going about doing good actions.

Elbows almost touching they leaned at ease, idly reading the almost obliterated lines engraved there. ¶ I never understood it, she observed, lightly scornful. What occult meaning has a sun-dial for the spooney? I'm sure I don't want to read riddles in a strange gentleman's optics.

He will beshit himself in a public place.

Wikipedia article on the naming of organic compounds.