The traveller was in Erewhonian clothes to keep him inconspicuous, a conical felt hat with owl feather, yellow tabard, tasselled perizoma, belled sandals, and umbrella.

Stars wavered and wimpled in the black waters of the Hudson as a launch put out in silence from the foot of Twenty-seventh Street.

Try not to give in to temptation.

Hey! Who swiped my lunch?