Curiosity is, and has been from the creation of the world, a master passion. To awaken it, to gratify it by slight degrees, and yet leave something always in suspense, is to establish the surest hold that can be had, in wrong, on the unthinking portion of mankind.

“There never was a man with such a face as yours, unless it was your father, and…”

“Always the way!" muttered the Jew to himself as he turned homewards. "The worst…”

“There was a gay fiction among us that we were constantly enjoying ourselves and…”

“Did it ever strike you on such a morning as this that drowning would be happine…”