I've been going through a devilish bad time, I can tell you.

To make things worse, some one has fixed an infernal accusation on me--an abominable calumny.

I won't talk about it now, but it may be necessary some day." "Calumny ?--nothing that could be made use against you in public ?" "No danger of that, I think.

I didn't mean to speak of it." "You know that a man on the hustings must look out for mud ?" "Of course, of course!--How do you spend your afternoons?
What shall we do ?" William threw away the end of a cigar, and stretched himself.
"I do very little but read," he answered.

"A man gets the reading habit, just like the morphia habit, or anything else of that kind.