Courtezan. How say you now? is not your husband mad? Adriana. His incivility confirms no less.

After one encounter she confided to Rose, "You know, Glen's grown to simply love himself so much, he just thinks he's God's gift to women. All the girls at that stupid uni seem to fall over each other to ride in his precious car […]

He danced, mimicked frogs and cows in his songs (I think of Clarence “Frogman” Henry singing “Ain't Got No Home” in 1956), and capped his sly performances as a babber-lipped buffoon by placing billiard balls or a cup and saucer in his mouth (I think of the guy with the balls in his mouth on the cover of the Rolling Stones' Exile on Main St.).

[…] the British squaddies look with faint contempt on the Rhodesians (or Rhodies as they sometimes call them; military slang mushrooms overnight).[…]