Directing an austere look at Tubby’s receding back, she spoke in a cold crisp voice which sounded in the… — P.G. Wodehouse

Like so many substantial citizens of America, he had married young and kept on marrying, springing from blonde to blonde like the chamois of the Alps leaping from crag to crag.

Whatever may be said in favour of the Victorians, it is pretty generally admitted that few of them were to be trusted within reach of a trowel and a pile of bricks.