On Evelyn Waugh [He] offered the world a front of pomposity mitigated by indiscretion, that was as hard, bright and antiquated as a cuirass. —Evelyn Waugh, The Ordeal of Gilbert Pinfold Take the armour-plated soul, Whose ego hides a joke; We shrug and with a sigh condole: “There’s nowt as cuirass folk.” Trevor Bailey