Bruno: Nine hundred dollarydoos? Tobias! Did you accept a six-hour collect call from the states? Tobias: It was an emergency call from the International Drainage Commission in Springfield. Bruno: Oh my God! There's nothing wrong with the bidet, is there?

Winson tried to put a good face on the fact that Lin's design occupied a place in the company's consciousness about as remote as an anagalactic nebula.

I have enjoyed a verry poor state of health since I wrote to you last ...

[H]is lordship had changed his mind about going to Flanders, but expected to meet him, on such a day and hour, in the burying-ground near Red-lion-square.