But we live and learn, and in our present task we must take no chance, as my friend Quincey would say.

All is best as they are." Dr.Seward seemed to answer them both in a dreamy kind of way, "I don't know but that I agree with you.

If that man had been an ordinary lunatic I would have taken my chance of trusting him, but he seems so mixed up with the Count in an indexy kind of way that I am afraid of doing anything wrong by helping his fads.

I can't forget how he prayed with almost equal fervor for a cat, and then tried to tear my throat out with his teeth.

Besides, he called the Count 'lord and master', and he may want to get out to help him in some diabolical way.