'As my late Dad so aptly demonstrated, those of us who are predestined to burn in Hell must try to have a bit of fun while we are alive,' Monmouth said. 'Men and women – ones who are not Puritans, anyway – know each other in all sorts of ways!' Regarding Eliza warmly. Eliza gave him a look that was intended to be like a giant icicle thrust through his abdomen – but Monmouth responded with a small erotic quiver.