He must uplift the hearts of those who had to stay at home.

Sir Anthony had a nervous trick of rattling off many sentences before his interlocutor could get in a word.

When he had finished, Boyce politely declined the invitation.
"And with a damned chilly, stand-offish politeness," cried Sir Anthony furiously, when telling me about it.

"Just as if I had been Perkins, the fish-monger, asking him to meet the Prettiloves at high tea.

It's swelled head, my dear chap; that's what it is.