The medical gentleman […] was observed to laugh and wink, and look as unmedical as might be; but when Mr. Leaver came back he was very solemn […]

progressive paralysis

And who could say how soon, if I continued to be always at his side, Wilbert Cream would get it up his nose and start attacking me with tooth and claw? Already his manner was that of a man whom the society of Bertram Wooster had fed to the tonsils, and one more sight of the latter at his elbow might quite easily make him decide to take prompt steps through the proper channels.

Which of the Greeklings durst ever give precepts to Demosthenes!