““That’s disappointing,” she says with exaggerated distress. “But at least it’s progress.” “Goodness, I’m so sorry you’re so sad about this.” “Did you just say ‘goodness’?” “Apparently. I don’t know why.” “How quaint of you. Perhaps I shall start exclaiming ‘Goodness!’ from now on. It has an old-fashioned ring to it. There’s no reason to get a bee in your bonnet, missy! Egad and fiddlesticks and dang it all! God save the queen!” “God save the queen? Really? How does that fit in here?” “I think it’s a nice substitution for swearing. I’m going to start using it, like, all the time, so get ready.””
