“Butterfield's usually supportive biographer, Michael Bentley, finds it hard to exculpate Butterfield from that preposterous decision to parachute Williams into a chair.”
“Suddenly he launches into a preposterous tale of himself and his fellows, flung ashore, separated from their officers, horribly afraid of the devil-haunted beach of noises, with their heads full of the fumes of broacht liquor.”