Lady Corinthia Fanshawe and Mrs. Banger wish to see you, sir.
Mrs. Banger's grandmother commanded a canteen at that celebrated battle.
Theres no use in my tackling Mrs. Banger: she would only sit on my head too.
General Mitchener: your designs on Mrs. Banger are defeated.
In the mean time, Hopeful hammers away lustily, merrily whistling, and singing the praises of the 'Banger.'
Captain Banger had risen—being, in fact, pulled up by a friend on either side, and poked up by a friend behind.
Do not for a moment suppose, General Mitchener, that Mrs. Banger represents my views on the suffrage question.
Mrs. Banger is a masculine woman of forty, with a powerful voice and great physical strength.
He has softened Mrs. Banger by a proposal of marriage in which he appears to be perfectly in earnest.
The Orderly forlornly contemplates the iron front presented by Mrs. Banger.