'"You'd not think now by the look of her she had been at Girton!" Mrs. Bedley remarked.
"Once a Girton girl always a Girton girl, Mrs. Bedley."
"It seems a curate drove her to it...."
"I'm scarcely astonished. Looking back, I remember the average curate at home as something between a eunuch and a snigger."
from The Flower Beneath the Foot by Ronald Firbank (Chapter IV)
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