"Poltroonery, I say," he repeated, embracing the whole company in his glance.
How should it possibly, by any stretch of poltroonery and baseness, be otherwise?
There is a point where toleration sinks into sheer baseness and poltroonery.
Or, in other words, since they must be selfish, let them be so without the poltroonery of selfishness.
Do you not make use of my poltroonery ...