Speed Is The Curse Of The Age.

[...]my Memory Is Reasonably Good—unlike Yours, Dear Sir!” “mine Is Erratic,” He Said Imperturbably. “i Remember Only What Interests Me.

I Am Relieved. May I Now Have The Truth?

Of Course She Is A Fool, But So Are All Girls.

If It Comes To That," Retorted Frederica, With Spirt, " I Am Continually Shocked By The Things You Don't Scruple To Say To Me,cousin! You Are Quite Abominable!" He Sighed. "alas, I Know It! The Reflection Gives Me Sleepless Nights.

You Don't Feel You Could Marry Me Instead? Got No Brains, Of Course, And I Ain't A Handsome Fellow, Like Jack, But I Love You. Don't Think I Could Ever Love Anyone Else.