And (in all but their production) each of these was more beautiful than the last.
"That," observed Steel, "happens to be the very article from which I first got wind of the place, when I was looking about for one.

And now," he added, "I suppose I have cut my own throat! Like the devil, I have taken you up to a high place-" It was no word from Rachel that cut him short, but his own taste, with which she at least had very little fault to find.

And Rachel was critical enough; but her experience was still unripe, and she liked his view of his possessions, without perceiving how it disarmed her own.
Presently she looked up.
"Now I see how much I should have to gain.

But what would you gain ?" The question was no sooner asked than Rachel foresaw the pretty speech which was its obvious answer.

Mr.Steel, however, refrained from making it.
"I am an oldish man," he said, "and--yes, there is no use in denying that I am comfortably off.