The rest is plain
sailing."
"I never heard a truer remark," said Keith, "not even from you! One has
only to posit a thing, and it's done. Don't you agree, Bishop? Here is
what I would call a worn-out earthenware plate. It is not a plate
unless I tell it to be a plate. You may call it anything you like--it
can't answer back. But we need not pursue the argument. Speaking for
myself, I am feeling as comfortable as a beetle in a rose."
The Vice-President remarked:
"We all know what it means when Mr. Keith becomes horticultural in his
similes. It means the same thing as when I become legal. Gentlemen! I
propose to grow legal within the next half-hour or so."
"You promised to tell me the history of your cannas," said Mr. Heard.
"You were going to tell it me too," answered Denis.
"I did. I was. And I will. But let me ask you this: have you ever heard
of a teetotaler conspicuous for kindliness of heart, or intellectually
distinguished in any walk of life? I should be glad to know his name.
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