Here Is The Whole Set! A Character

O Lord, Sir - When A Heroine Goes Mad She Always Goes Into White Satin.

Though I Never Scruple A Lie To Serve My Master, It Hurts One's Conscience To Be Found Out!

Steal! To Be Sure They May; And, Egad, Serve Your Best Thoughts As Gypsies Do Stolen Children,-disfigure Them To Make 'em Pass For Their Own.

As There Are Three Of Us Come On Purpose For The Game, You Won't Be So Cantankerous As To Spoil The Party By Sitting Out.

There's No Possibility Of Being Witty Without A Little Ill-nature - The Malice Of A Good Thing Is The Barb That Makes It Stick.