"Dishonour not your mothers; now attest." Henry V., Act III., Scene I.
Joan (reading). "It says here that this war is Armagideon, and the end as the would is fixed for the beginning of April."
Darby. "There, now! I always said the Kaiser would wriggle out of it somehow!"
ANOTHER AIR SCANDAL.
If ever I write a Hymn of Hate, or, at any rate, of resentment, it will not be about the Germans, but about a certain type of Englishman whom I encounter far too often and shall never understand. The Germans are now beyond any hymning, however fervent; they are, it is reassuring to think, a class by themselves. But my man should be hymned, not because it will do him any good, but because it relieves my feelings.
It is really rather a curious case, for he might be quite a nice fellow and, I have little doubt, often is; but he boasts and flaunts an inhuman insensibility that excites one's worst passions.