"Do you mean to say that no other source of information should be open to us ?" "None other till this particular one--by far the most copious--has been quite exhausted.

Have you exhausted it, my dear sir?
Had you exhausted it when you came down here?
It seems to me in our time almost wholly neglected, and something should surely be done to restore its ruined credit.

It's the course to which the artist himself at every step, and with such pathetic confidence, refers us.

This last book of Mr.
Paraday's is full of revelations." "Revelations ?" panted Mr.Morrow, whom I had forced again into his chair.
"The only kind that count.

It tells you with a perfection that seems to me quite final all the author thinks, for instance, about the advent of the 'larger latitude.'" "Where does it do that ?" asked Mr.Morrow, who had picked up the second volume and was insincerely thumbing it.
"Everywhere--in the whole treatment of his case.