We Must Prove To The World That

Sink Me! Your Taylors Have Betrayed You! T'wood Serve You Better To Send Them To Madam Guillotine

I Take It, Sir, That You Do Not Approve Of Our New Society." "approval, Sir, In My Opinion, Demands The Attainment Of Perfection. And In That Sense, You Rather Overrate The Charms Of Your Society. I'faith, For One Thing, It Does Seem Monstrous Ill-dressed For Any Society, Even A New One.

Now, When Their Glances Met, They Understood One Another. The Power That Lay Within Both Their Souls Had Met, And, As It Were, Clasped Hands. They Accepted One Another's Sacrifice. Hers, Mayhap, Was The More Complete Of The Two, Because For Her His Absence Would Mean Weary Waiting, The Dull Heartache So Terrible To Bear.

Even The Worst Moments And The Weariest Journeys Must Come To An End.

A Woman's Heart Is Such A Complex Problem - The Owner Thereof Is Often Most Incompetent To Find The Solution To This Puzzle.