He was not a slave to the weed, but he enjoyed a quiet pipe after meals, claiming that it quieted his nerves and enabled him to think more clearly.

Besides, it was necessary to keep at bay the ubiquitous Long Island mosquito.

Mrs.Rossmore had remained for a moment in the dining-room to admonish Eudoxia, their new and only maid-of-all-work, not to wreck too much of the crockery when she removed the dinner dishes.

Suddenly Stott, who was perusing an evening paper, asked: "By the way, where's your daughter?
Does she know of this radical change in your affairs ?" Judge Rossmore started.

By what mysterious agency had this man penetrated his own most intimate thoughts?
He was himself thinking of Shirley that very moment, and by some inexplicable means--telepathy modern psychologists called it--the thought current had crossed to Stott, whose mind, being in full sympathy, was exactly attuned to receive it.