Fortunately, however, the curiosity of the country folk did but lead them to cluster round their doors and windows, staring open-eyed, while he, pleased at the attention which he excited, strode along with his head in the air and a cudgel of mine twirling in his hand.

He had left golden opinions behind him.

My father's good wishes had been won by his piety and by the sacrifices which he claimed to have made for the faith.

My mother he had taught how wimples are worn amongst the Serbs, and had also demonstrated to her a new method of curing marigolds in use in some parts of Lithuania.

For myself, I confess that I retained a vague distrust of the man, and was determined to avoid putting faith in him more than was needful.