In the early days, there was often a decrease in the number of cars as we climbed the dramatically hairpinned road to Bikfaya, the large town just below Dhour that I knew for its famous peaches and a fantastic red-and-tinsel-colored toy shop, Kaiser Amer.

In 1760-61 he was master of the local academy in Ying-ch’eng; in 1764 he had a similar position in nearby T’ien-men.

What is chic may, in a sense, be fashionable, but what is fashionable cannot be chic. Anybody can wear and do what is fashionable. It is not fashionable unless a lot of people do it, and have it on—until, in three words that grate rather upon the ear, in this connection, it is common. Chic cannt be common.

Chur, Sir Howard [Morrison] hooted. Chur doy, chur, which, translated, means something along the lines of: Well done, mate.