He was ready to yield to temptation if it came in his way; he would even court it, but he did not shape out any plan very definitely in his mind, as a more desperate sinner would have done.

He liked the pleasurable excitement of emotional relations with his pretty lambs, and enjoyed it under the name of religious communion.

There is a border land where one can stand on the territory of legitimate instincts and affections, and yet be so near, the pleasant garden of the Adversary, that his dangerous fruits and flowers are within easy reach.

Once tasted, the next step is like to be the scaling of the wall.

The Rev.Mr.Stoker was very fond of this border land.