fool-flyers

Updated: May 19, 2025

I talked as all conventional women talk, of the weather, of our minimum and maximum speed, of the newspaper 'sensations' and vulgarities that were served up to us whenever we called at a port for the mails, of the fish that frequented such and such waters, of sport, of this and that millionaire whose highland castle or shooting-box was crammed with the 'elite' whose delight is to kill innocent birds and animals, of the latest fool-flyers in aeroplanes, in short, no fashionable jabberer of social inanities could have beaten me in what average persons call 'common-sense talk, talk which resulted after a while in the usual vagueness of attention accompanied by smothered yawning.

Marie Corelli - The Life Everlasting; a reality of romance