By agreement of all but the purblind and the paradoxer, Shakespeare.
When she had gone, Mrs. Purblind and I breathed more freely.
Mrs. Purblind insists I did not do that, exactly, but that I got rid of her.
“Well, this life is too much for me,” murmured Mrs. Purblind drearily.
Where Peel was strong and penetrating, Palmerston was weak and purblind.
There was something ...