It is but a hearty laugh at our expense, and Mrs Grundy is content.
There is no monarchy so absolute as the Mrs Grundy of a country town.
They worshipped the god of convention, and its priestess Mrs Grundy.
And that ally gone, our poor dear old Mrs Grundy will at once capitulate.
It will readily be noted that most of these name-proverbs are obsolete, but one of them, "What ...