right and wrong

I've had enough of courtesans. Why, there's no end to 'em! They'll

be fancying I've got 'em on the brain; to be sure they will!

Besides, when all's said and done, it's annoying, for I can quite

see they seem to think me uneducated. Well, my boy, they're jolly

well in the dark about it, I can tell you! When I want to be a

perfect lady, why then I am a swell, and no mistake! Just look at

And she withdrew as far as the window and then came swelling back

with the mincing gait and circumspect air of a portly hen that fears