They considered me beaten, and laughed horribly.
"The next is, 'her superb young figure straightened confronting the sea.' Any remarks?"
"She was playing to the gallery, of course," said S.-P., "or else she stood on a thistle."
"Don't talk rot! I'm with Curly there. 'Superb' swanks it too much. There's nothing superb in the world except a destroyer at thirty knots."
"Or the action of a blood filly going through her first pacings," I prompted. This raised a yell.
"The next is, 'her skirts swung high above the delicate contour of ankle and limb.' Any remarks?"
"That's naughty," said Square-Peg. "Besides, it doesn't say which limb."
"There's no doubt about the limb," I said, "unless her arm was meant, in which case her skirts——" But an awful roar interrupted me.
"Cut out 'limb' and substitute 'leg,'" suggested Tudway.
"Worse and worse. If 'limb' suggests anatomy, 'leg' suggests——"