George Bernard Shaw,
Love Among the Artists — Book I, Chapter IV
(1881)
“ But the guard, disconcerted at Jack's allusion to the half-crown, hurried away and started the train. Nevertheless the gentleman would not be silenced. "How dare you, sir, speak of me as being insane?" he said."How dare you, sir, grumble at a journey which has only been marred by your own peevishness? I have enjoyed myself greatly. I have enjoyed the sunshine, the scenery, the rhythm of the train, and the company of my fellow travellers—except you, sir; and even your interruptions are no worse than untimely pleasantries. I never enjoyed a journey more in my life." ”
