She was pained, she was grieved, she was ashamed; but she said nothing, and so became an accessory.

Sally was taking candles; he was robbing the store.

It is ever thus.

Vast wealth, to the person unaccustomed to it, is a bane; it eats into the flesh and bone of his morals.

When the Fosters were poor, they could have been trusted with untold candles.