"But I am quite sure you are not great; I don't believe you possess any extraordinary courage; and I am firmly persuaded--if you ever had any modesty--that your lady-worshippers relieved you of that virtue a good many years since.
You have some private reason for not talking of your adventure in Northumberland Street; and I mean to know it." "My reason is the simplest imaginable, and the most easily acknowledged," he answered, still bearing with her.

"I am tired of the subject." "You are tired of the subject?
My dear Godfrey, I am going to make a remark." "What is it ?" "You live a great deal too much in the society of women.

And you have contracted two very bad habits in consequence.

You have learnt to talk nonsense seriously, and you have got into a way of telling fibs for the pleasure of telling them.

You can't go straight with your lady-worshippers.