He could let me have a pair of coarse, but clean, stirrup-stockings, if I pleased.

No. . . no sapphires. It looks like Lester Velasquez was chasing his white whale. There never were any sapphires inside that diner.

The horizontal lines on my notebook paper are parallel.

Its mineralogical constitution is not simple; in some parts the rock is of a cherty, in others of a feldspathic nature, including thin veins of serpentine.