"He is even worse than Mr.Bomford." Burton shivered a little as he leaned back and closed his eyes.
"It is a nightmare!" he groaned.

"Have you seen all those advertisements of brain foods?
The advertisement columns of our magazines and newspapers are full of them.

Their announcements grin down upon us from every hoarding.

Do you know that we are going to do the same thing?
We are going to contribute our share to the defilement of journalism.

We are going to make a similar appeal to the quack instincts of the credulous." She laughed softly at him.
"You foolish person," she murmured.