[…]some great race of fancy or judgment in the contrivance[…]

I must have a definite mark by which to locate him in that rugged territory overstream.

What has this Bugbear Death to frighten Man, If Souls can die, as well as Bodies can?

Before marriage it is their business to please men; and after, with a few exceptions, they follow the same scent with all the persevering pertinacity of instinct.