A man's outer life is lived according to the laws of circumstances and society: his inner one no one knows anything about, except himself--and God!" "Heneage," Mason sighed, "is always cynical after 'kuemmel.'" Heneage shrugged his shoulders and lit a cigarette.
"No!" he said, "I am not cynical.

I simply have a weakness for the truth.
You will find it rather a hard material to collect if you set out in earnest.

But to return to Wrayson.

Let me ask you a question.

We are all friends of his, more or less intimate friends.