The reason why Ethel Smyth is so repulsive tell Nessa, is her
table manners.
She oozes; she chortles: and she half blew
her rather red nose on her table napkin.
Then she poured the cream- oh the blackberries were divine - into her beer: and I had rather dine with a dog. But you can tell people they are murderers; you can not tell them they eat like hogs.