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Updated: May 2, 2025

"Dear me!" said Madame, with pitying amazement. "You hear her ladyship, Jupiter?" "I do, my angel. Madame is a lady of deep education, ma'am," said Mr. Sagittarius, turning to Mrs. Merillia, who had been listening to the foregoing cross-examination with perpetually-increasing horror. "No decent female should understand Greek or Latin," roared Sir Tiglath at this point.

Robert Smythe Hichens - The Prophet of Berkeley Square