"It does strike me that my pupils have never mentioned--" She looked at me hard as I musingly pulled up. --Tell us, Temple, O'Keeffe said, how many quarts of porter have you in you? --All your intellectual soul is in that phrase, O'Keeffe, said Temple with open scorn. Some of the boys had then asked the priest if Victor Hugo were not the greatest French writer. This mentality, Lepidus would say, is indeed bred out of your mud by the operation of your sun.