But all idleness is folly; therefore, love is folly." Mr.Eassie was not so keen a logician as his guest, but he had age for a major premiss.

He was easy-going rather than a coward; a preacher who, in the pulpit, looked difficulties genially in the face, and passed them by.
Riach had a very long neck.

He was twenty-five years of age, fair, and somewhat heavily built, with a face as inexpressive as book-covers.
A native of Wheens and an orphan, he had been brought up by his uncle, who was a weaver and read Herodotus in the original.

The uncle starved himself to buy books and talk about them, until one day he got a good meal, and died of it.

Then Andrew apprenticed himself to a tailor.
When his time was out, he walked fifty miles to Aberdeen University, and got a bursary.