Men Ruin Themselves Headlong For Unworthy Women.

I Used To Attend Scientific Experiments When I Was A Girl At School. They Invariably Ended In An Explosion. If Mr. Jennings Will Be So Very Kind, I Should Like To Be Warned Of The Explosion This Time. With A View To Getting It Over, If Possible, Before I Go To Bed.

The Evening Advanced. The Shadows Lengthened. The Waters Of The Lake Grew Pitchy Black. The Gliding Of The Ghostly Swans Became Rare And More Rare.

I Have Heard, As Everybody Else Has, Of A Spirit's Haunting A House ; But I Have Had My Own Personal Experience Of A House's Haunting A Spirit.

The Best Men Are Not Consistent In Good-- Why Should The Worst Men Be Consistent In Evil.

The Dull People Decided Years And Years Ago, As Everyone Knows, That Novel-writing Was The Lowest Species Of Literary Exertion, And That Novel Reading Was A Dangerous Luxury And An Utter Waste Of Time.