The look of the garden, and some of the offices, favour the latter idea." "I have never seen the house," said Donal.
"You have not then been much about yet ?" said Mr.Graeme.
"I have been so occupied with my pupil, and so delighted with all that lay immediately around me, that I have gone nowhere--except, indeed, to see Andrew Comin, the cobbler." "Ah, you know him! I have heard of him as a remarkable man.

There was a clergyman here from Glasgow--I forget his name--so struck with him he seemed actually to take him for a prophet.

He said he was a survival of the old mystics.

For my part I have no turn for extravagance." "But," said Donal, in the tone of one merely suggesting a possibility, "a thing that from the outside may seem an extravagance, may look quite different when you get inside it." "The more reason for keeping out of it! If acquaintance must make you in love with it, the more air between you and it the better!" "Would not such precaution as that keep you from gaining a true knowledge of many things?
Nothing almost can be known from what people say." "True; but there are things so plainly nonsense!" "Yes; but there are things that seem to be nonsense, because the man thinks he knows what they are when he does not.

Who would know the shape of a chair who took his idea of it from its shadow on the floor?
What idea can a man have of religion who knows nothing of it except from what he hears at church ?" Mr.Graeme was not fond of going to church yet went: he was the less displeased with the remark.