Here are Sir Timothy Beeswax and Mr.Boffin, and Sir Orlando Drought is not far off; and here is Mr.Rattler, than whom no authority on such a subject can be better.

Ask them whether in other matters suggestions are wanted." "Of course not," said Major Pountney.
"Now, Mr.Lopez, will you or will you not be guided by a strict and close interpretation of the Gatherum Code?
Because, if not, I'm afraid we shall feel constrained to accept your resignation." "I won't resign, and I will obey," said Lopez.
"A good ministerial reply," said the Duchess.

"I don't doubt but that in time you'll ascend to high office and become a pillar of the Gatherum constitution.

How does he shoot, Miss Thrift ?" "He will shoot very well indeed, Duchess, if he goes on and practises," said Angelica, whose life for the last seven years had been devoted to archery.

Major Pountney retired far away into the park, a full quarter of a mile off, and smoked a cigar under a tree.
Was it for this that he had absolutely given up a month to drawing out this code of rules, going backwards and forwards two or three times to the printers in his desire to carry out the Duchess's wishes?
"Women are so d---- ungrateful!" he said aloud in his solitude, as he turned himself on the hard ground.