"There never was a thinner-crusted Devil's egg in the world than democracy.

I think I've told you that before ?" "I think you have," said the other, dryly.
"You always were a Tory, Mr.Howth," said his wife, in her placid, creamy way.

"It is in the blood, I think, Doctor.

The Howths fought under Cornwallis, you know." The school-master waited until his wife had ended.
"Very true, Mrs.Howth," he said, with a grave smile.

Then his thin face grew hot again.
"No, Dr.Knowles.