Achmed Abdullah,
The Flowering Stone
“ His voice rose to a challenging pitch, and his eyes swept the circle of people until they rested on Delia Montgomery. She spoke, acting on a half-conscious impulse. “And what are they, Captain?” Burbank stared at her in that impersonal and altogether arrogant manner which was habitual with him. “I will tell you what they are, Miss Montgomery. They are swaggering, bullying champions of made-to-order morality, top-heavy with self-righteousness, and greasy with the oil of purity. Their theory of life is complete ... and Heaven help the unfortunate sons on whom they practice it.” ”
