Oh, in the Lodge, a Carnegie ghost--not one I've ever heard of; so you may sleep in peace, and I 'm below if you feel lonely the first night." "You are most insulting; one would think I were a milksop.

I was hoping for a ghost--a white lady by choice.

Did no Carnegie murder his wife, for instance, through jealousy or quarrelling ?" "The Carnegies have never quarrelled," said the General, with much simplicity; "you see the men have generally been away fighting, and the women had never time to weary of them." "No woman ever wearies of a man unless he be a fool and gives in to her--then she grows sick of him.

Life might be wholesome, but it would have no smack; it would be like meat without mustard.

If a man cannot rule, he ought not to marry, for his wife will play the fool in some fashion or other like a runaway horse, and he has half the blame.