Waiters were in on the ruse, and would frequently distract customers in order to facilitate the yoinking of oysters and caviar.

A whole weekendful of menus for just-right meals—high-comfort, deeply satisfying and so easy.

Poor Margaret’s state of mind may have accounted for the tremendous topsy-turviness—to use a familiar expression—of her sentences.

[…] I can conceive nothing more likely to set the youthful blood into a flow, than a wild wood life of the kind, and the range of a magnificent wilderness, abounding with game, and fruitful of adventure.