To this tune and nothing less, accordingly, was his surrender made good.

It sufficiently lighted up at least the folly of holding off.

Ancient proverbs sounded, for his memory, in the tone of their words and the clink of their glasses, in the hum of the town and the plash of the river.

It WAS clearly better to suffer as a sheep than as a lamb.

One might as well perish by the sword as by famine.
"Maria's still away ?"--that was the first thing she had asked him; and when he had found the frankness to be cheerful about it in spite of the meaning he knew her to attach to Miss Gostrey's absence, she had gone on to enquire if he didn't tremendously miss her.