There's too much POSE.

Joan, I do think it's only the pinch of starvation that knocks down the ridiculous POSE of people.' 'True enough.

Your cranks don't get much beyond POSE .-- They think they do, but they don't.' 'Even the ones who believe in themselves--and who are in their way truly sincere.

Joan, do you know, there were moments at the meetings I went to of those people--Christian Scientists, and my Spiritual Socialists, and all those philo-factory-girls and tramps, and philo-beasts, and philo-blacks and the rest of it--Moments when a ghastly wonder would come over me whether, if we were all stranded on a desert island with a shortage of food and water, it wouldn't be a case of fighting for bare existence and of Nature red of tooth and claw.' 'True for you, Lady Bridget.

I like the way that's put,' broke in a voice from the other side of the veranda railing.
Lady Bridget started and looked round, a sudden flush rushing upon the ivory paleness of her face.