It is the excelling merit of similes and metaphors to spring us to vault over gaps and thickets and dreary places.

But, as with the visits of Immortals, we must be ready to receive them.

Beware, moreover, of examining them too scrupulously: they have a trick of wearing to vapour if closely scanned.

Let it be gratefully for their aid.
So far the comparison is absolute, that Mr.Barmby passed: he was at liberty to pursue his quest.
Victor could not explain how he had been brought to grant it.

He was at pains to conceal the bewilderment Mr.Barmby had cast on him, and make Nataly see the smallness of the grant:--both of them were unwilling to lose Barmby; there was not the slightest fear about Fredi, he said; and why should not poor Barmby have his chance with the others in the race!--and his Nataly knew that he hated to speak unkindly: he could cry the negative like a crack of thunder in the City.