I feel for him: he’s lost two family members in two months.

Though a light of love she swimmeth, / Zoned with utterless desire, / And the air of her swift coming / Through thy hot veins pulseth fire.

But Miss Thorn relieved the situation by laughing aloud,[…]. We began to tell her about Mohair and the cotillon, and of our point of observation from the Florentine galleried porch, and she insisted she would join us there.

The collected air was metered through a gasometer, and the composition of every gas sample was analyzed in duplicate […]