As for me, I'm going to chuck Leon downstairs--you'll see!" She paused to say "Leoville" to the waiter standing behind her with his two bottles and then resumed in lowered tones: "I don't want to shout; it isn't my style.

But she's a cocky slut all the same.

If I were in her husband's place I should lead her a lovely dance.

Oh, she won't be very happy over it.

She doesn't know my Fauchery: a dirty gent he is, too, palling up with women like that so as to get on in the world.