A man may be very stupid; but he has no right to be so stupid as that.

How many glasses do you drink at the spring in the morning, Alfred?
Not more than six at the outside, I hope.

Well, I believe I'll take a little nap." She played with her cap string, somehow as if she were an angler playing a fish.

There is capital trouting at Saratoga--or was, thirty years ago.
You may see to this day a good many fish that were caught there, and with every kind of line and bait.
Alfred bit again.
"I wish you wouldn't talk in such a puzzling kind of way, mother.

What do you mean about his knowing, and hearing, and inferring ?" "Come, come, Alfred, you are getting too cunning.