what wind blows you here? nit an ill wind, I hope

“Marley was dead, to begin with ... This must be distintly understood, or nothin…”

“He was rather a low sort of pony. The fact is, he had been originally jobbed ou…”

“If I were to live a hundred years, and write three novels in each, I should nev…”

“No varnish can hide the grain of the wood; and that the more varnish you put on…”