We don't say Elster's sin, or Elster's crimes; we say Elster's folly.

I don't believe Val ever in his life did a bad thing of deliberate intention.

Designing people get hold of him--fast fellows who are going headlong down-hill themselves--and Val, unable to say 'No,' is drawn here and drawn there, and tumbles with them into a quagmire, and perhaps has to pay his friends' costs, as well as his own, before he can get out of it.

Do you believe in luck, Maude ?" "In luck ?" answered Maude, raising her eyes at the abrupt question.

"I don't know." "I believe in it.