He preferred to pass judgment later, when he had gathered more data.

And there was the allurement, the gathering of the data; the great critical point where purity reaches dreamy hands towards pitch and refuses to call it pitch--till defiled.

No; Vance Corliss was not a cad.

And since purity is merely a relative term, he was not pure.

That there was no pitch under his nails was not because he had manicured diligently, but because it had not been his luck to run across any pitch.