This Mr Thomson seems a gentleman of some choice qualities, though perhaps a trifle bloody-minded. It would please me none the worse, if (with all his merits) he were soused in the North Sea; for the man, Mr Balfour, is a sore embarrassment.

“It was for one minute that I saw him, but the hair stood upon my head like quil…”

“It was not very long after this that there occurred the first of the mysterious…”

“Yet I had not been many days shut up with them before I began to be ashamed of …”

“In anything fit to be called by the name of reading, the process itself should …”