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"Letting 'I dare not' wait upon 'I would', sir." "That's right. But how about the cats?" "Like the poor cat i' the adage, sir."
who find themselves treading upon Life's banana skins.
giving me the sort of weak smile Roman gladiators used to give the Emperor before entering the arena,
"What you want, my lad, and what you're going to get are two very different things.
he wears a mask, preserving throughout the quiet stolidity of a stuffed moose.
His attitude struck me as defeatist."
imagination boggles?"
I was reading in the paper the other day about those birds who are trying to split the atom, the nub being that they haven't the foggiest as to what will happen if they do. It may be all right. On the other hand, it may not be all right. And pretty silly a chap would feel, no doubt, if, having split the atom, he suddenly found the house going up in smoke and himself torn limb from limb.
here, seated on the platform at the big binge of the season, was one who, if pushed forward to make a speech, might let himself go in a rather epoch-making manner.
It just shows, what any member of Parliament will tell you, that if you want real oratory, the preliminary noggin is essential. Unless pie-eyed, you cannot hope to grip.
Nature, when planning this sterling fellow, shoved in a lot more lower jaw than was absolutely necessary and made the eyes a bit too keen and piercing for one who was neither an Empire builder nor a traffic policeman.
"Have you no delicacy, no proper feeling?" "No."
