In wading through the mire of an era whose inmates have tired of supposed Enlightenment and loiter at the gates of the Dark, we should not be too glad-handed with the pearls of faith...

“My little woman,” said her husband dubiously, “are you quite sure you're better? Or are you, Sophia, about to break out in a fresh direction?”

Blessed are the poor in spirit.

Both edges of the crosshead are thus marked, the short centre lines being easily scratched with a scriber as soon as the arcs are made with a calliper, in fact, a mere dot with a dotter is sufficient.