and he glanced at the backs of the books, with an awakened curiosity that went below the binding. No one who can read, ever looks at a book, even unopened on a shelf, like one who cannot.

“XIX. An Opinion XX. A Plea XXI. Echoing Footsteps XXII. The Sea Still”

“I only hope, for the sake of the rising male sex generally, that you may be fou…”

“Among the mighty store of wonderful chains that are for ever forging, day and n…”

“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.”