unearths some literary gems.
Orthodocia nearly went into a convulsion at the discovery that as a mark of special consideration he had given the moustache-cup to the aunt.
From Anthony Berkeley:
"I don't suppose Mr. Ennisomething Smith will." [The character's name is Ennismore Smith, but the police inspector is obviously having trouble remembering it.]
She doesn't look like a secretary at all; more like a . . . A what? Roger was not sure. Fish-wife sounded rude. Besides, she did not look in the least like a fish-wife.
She said nothing, but her eyebrows were voluble.
Mr. Weller would make it his business to have a word to-morrow with old So-and-so, sound old This, drop a hint to old That, talk seriously to old Thing, and even penetrate to the sanctum of the great old Sir Isaac Whatnot himself.