"I believe you have eyes in the ends of your fingers.

Take this, now--and try if you can tell me what it is." "A little vase," she answered--speaking, I give you my word of honor, as composedly as if she had known him for years.

"Wait! what metal is it?
Silver?
No.Gold.Did you really make this yourself as well as the box ?" "Yes.

It is an odd taste of mine--isn't it ?--to be fond of chasing in gold and silver.

Years ago I met with a man in Italy, who taught me.