text: " Mr Snipe looked up towards his senior with a puzzled expression as if he waited for information--"What has Miss Sophiar's shoulders to do with boiled mutton and turnips?" "Nothing won't do but to be at it from the very beginning " said the superior with a toss of his powdered head; "fight after it as much as ever they like wear the best of gownds and go to the fustest of boarding-schools--though they plays ever so well on the piando and talks Italian like a reg'lar Frenchman--nothing won't do--_there's_ the boiled mutton and turnips--shocking wulgarity! Look again I say at our Sophiar's shoulders and see how her head's set on